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WC: 314 OOC: :3 we need to make a terrace map.... lol
Shawchert was still recovering but that had not kept him from his duties, it did however keep him from playing with his daughters. Too much rough housing and his wounds would open and he would have to start all over again, so he silently staye in his house the past few adys. The wound now starting to close, and he happy it was. He was in his home, whittling a flower for Juliet. He’d made a wolf with wings for Titania, she said she liked fairies but he knew nothing of what fairies looked like so that was the best he could come up with. He had heard they were soon to be shifting and he wished he was there for it, but under his circumstances he only walked when he patrolled and he was sure he would have his throat slit if Sky knew about that. He couldn’t help that though he didn’t feel safe if he didn’t know wolves like rurik were around or not. It came as a surprise to the man when he heard the coywolf calling his name. He hadn’t see Bangle since... well since the party the man made when he returned from his search. Slowly getting up the man opened the door and looked down. Sure enough there was the man grinning at him from below with his tongue hanging out. Shawchert smiled and waved
“Bangle i’ts nice to see you, why not come in? There’s a ladder just ove there, don’t worry even another snowstorm couldn’t tear this house from it’s roots.”
Shawchert said patting the railing of the small porch he’d made. It was a nice home. Not one of its kind as he’d built and reconstructed the ones that were further in. Orin had made her hom in one of them. It was much like Thornbury except above ground.