Getting Hand/s On

It was fairly late. The sun had already set a while ago and the stars were twinkling faintly in the dusk. Tslian walked toward the festive looking festivities and made their way toward a digpit with a large display board held up just behind it. Different. Did they like this? Unsure. Further investigation was needed. They climbed up and over the wooden board barrier that had the substrate contained in one location. Placing their hoof down, Tslian discovered that the material was dry and fine. They sat down, deciding they enjoyed the feeling of- whatever it was. They reached down and scooped up the substrate and inspected it, while it fell between their claws. It appeared to be trillions of tiny grains of stone. The memco astralit then looked over at the other finley in the digpit and observed that they appeared to be digging, many with great enthusiasm. Was that the purpose of this set up? To dig?