Bear With Me

And then he swooped low to the ground, searching for his newfound discovery that glinted in the sunlight a mere second earlier. Where was it? The sparkle had disappeared, but the object was well-hidden beneath layers of dirt, and to find a simple small corner peeking out would take ages.

He felt his friend hover behind him impatiently, blocking any light and shrouding everything in darkness. Desperate, he ran his fingers through the moist soil, the smell fairly pleasant and the feel cool and comforting.

"Bear with me," he muttered. "I'll find it."