Vixie looked around at the massive bushes and plants around her and sighed, as much as she was saddened by the loss of life because of the goddess, she liked the last spot they'd dug their burrow. The ground was soft and it was relatively free of other, bigger animals, which was a must for her tribe to survive.
"The ground here looks like it has clay in it." She heard a cousin say somewhere in the caravan. "That means we could build a burrow that is waterproof, and the goddess doesn't seem to bother this land."
Vixie helped to get the younger ones situated while the adults began scraping and digging away st the clay filled dirt. Looking around for her sister, she saw her helping to dig out an entrance while one of the men from another tribe that had joined some weeks ago was mounting her. Deciding to talk to her sister, she headed over.
"Hey Vera."
**pant**pant** "Hey Vixie. How's it gooooing?" Vera and the man didn't stop their rutting, modesty and concepts of privacy died out years ago.
Vixie started digging the tunnel entrance further down, gently lifting her rear into the air, she needed a good rut, and new tribesmates were needed. "Alright." She felt someone's legs getting into position behind her, and she gently bent her torso a bit lower, "Pity about grandmother, ri-i-i-ight?" The last word came out stuttered as the man rutting her was a bit forceful on his thrusts.
Vera bobbed her head side to side, starting a tunnel branching off from the entrance they were digging, "Eh, only the youngest really listened to her stories anymore. They were just too obvious about being made up. Aaaah, aaaahhh, AAAAHH" The male rutting Vera had finished by now, and stumbled away, Vixie noting that her man seemed to be taking forever to wrap up.
"Yeah, but she still helped teach us stuff. Like how to hide, or find foooooOOOOOOODDD!" Nevermind then, Vixie smiled back at the tanned man behind her, wiggling her rear in the air again toward him a second he left, inviting him to return later.
Vera nodded as Vixie came over and the two began to work in tandem with the other tribes mates in connecting the new tunnels, surface guides helped the diggers to line up properly. "Be that as it may, how do you explain the goddess? How do you predict the behavior of the divine? Perhaps the goddess decided that it was simply time for her to die."
Vixie said nothing. She knew better than to question the divinity of the goddess, who else among them could tear the earth apart, shake the ground just by walking, or decide when to bring rain and death? But for some reason, she just couldn't help but feel like there was more got their goddess than the stories and beliefs told.
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"That'll be 38 sqol ma'am." A hedgehog man said as he unloaded several boxes to Ms. Jane Lapine, looking at the labels, he saw that there were human keepin supplies in each. But whatever, not his problem.
"Here you go!" Jane said as she handed over the money, "I hope this doesn't take too long to setup..."
The delivery man shrugged his shoulders, "Just follow the instructions, everything will work out, otherwise your warranty is void."
Jane nodded, watching as he got into his van and drove away, "Alright, time to get setup!"
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