Artemis looked around, deciding that they must have been the only ones to come up in there. Something had ripped the plastic underneath enough that she could scramble through, but there hadn't been any other paw prints in the dust or anything. "Nope," she said firmly, "we're definitely the first ones!" Maybe. That made it even more exciting, because she could share this adventure with her technically-bigger brother. Sort of she was the first one to explore the bed, but Silvano had come in quickly enough that she'd share the glory of it all with him, too.
Her brother's denial of needing to leave made her grin happily, her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth despite all the dust their paws stirred up. She listened with interest, her ears pricked, silently until he said the last part. "No way!" she excitedly whispered, mimicking his own hushed tones so that no one could possibly find them. "Where do you think the treasure is!?" Her brother was pretty good at finding stuff, hopefully, because Artemis was mostly good at getting into things. She'd gotten them into the bed, but where the heck would the treasure be!?
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