Hands to build a house; Hearts to build a home

Anatoliy Russo · 05-31-2010, 04:10 PM

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He had promised. He had. So he would come. His ears jerked at the sound of the call, as he lazily leaned against his home. In his hands the big Russo held a tangled fishing line, which was pretty tricky to unravel. Sighing a bit, he set it aside, giving himself a mental note to finish later. Now, there was something much more important to do. Anann was building her home and Anatoliy would help. Like he said he would. There was no point in letting Rurik and Liliya know; wherever they were, they probably heard the call. Somehow, they would all be there. Hopefully, his father would not open his trap and let out some kind of embarrassing life details.

It was not really that far, or at least, he did not notice the distance and the time it took him to jog there. He felt so out of shape lately, after all the daily work on the sea, this was a seriously long lull. The best he could do was to start running more often. Someone he did not know was already there, working with the hitched up horses. Rem was one of the two. It was strange to see him hooked up like that. Whoever that was, at least he could work with the more important beasts. Anann was already there, too, but it was her house they were going to build. Anatoliy smiled at the woman as he approached her in the clearing. He had not seen her since the party for the pack's formation anniversary."So today is zhe day. Building your house, ya?" It would be a long day, but hopefully a lot would get done.

Anatoliy peered at the man by the horses, calling out, "Allo, you are helping too, yah?" Well, obviously he was. Returning his attention to the woman, he jammed his hands into his pockets. "Vhat are you needing me to do?" He wanted to be useful. That was all he wanted to do, really.

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