Hands to build a house; Hearts to build a home

Anatoliy Russo · 06-26-2010, 04:04 PM

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The idea of constructing a luperci-made home enthralled the Russo. If he had not mentioned it or thought it to himself before, he was certainly sure of it now. Somewhere inside, when the woman told them to divide up into groups, with one going with her to help, he wanted to hand off his axe and go with her. But Anatoliy had already chosen his construction tool; he could not suddenly back down like that. Besides, the point here was to build a home not to gallivant with Anann. At another time, and maybe place, sure, but it was most definitely not this moment. There was work to be done, if the barely started cabin was any indication.

The work was hard, of course, but the hybrid was not expecting it to be as easy as repairing a falling apart human habitation. He would not have asked Liliya to come and try to help if he thought it would be an easy endeavor. But at least she could be useful, helping with the horses. And not flirting with that Niro. Oh, he had seen them, but he had not bothered to interrupt. If it was going to happen in front of him, though, he would certainly be pulling his sister away, not shoving the man out of the way. They may have been separated for a while, but it did not mean he would not feel the protectiveness of any brother for a younger sister. If Niro misbehaved, though, Anatoliy could not be held responsible for where his fists flew.

Anatoliy was beginning to feel a bit warmer as the work progressed, glad his muscles had not completely degenerated while living a somewhat cozier lifestyle. Chipping at the logs was not easy, nor was it fun, but he did not complain. Though every now and then he had to pull back his hair or else it would get into his eyes. But the cabin was slowly rising from its foundations, making a smile appear on the Russo's face every time he glanced up at it to marvel at what their ingenuity could do.

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