So What If It's Overcast?

Ralla · 12-26-2010, 06:14 PM

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Oh Ralla; learn to make sense @_@

Ralla was a busy, busy, busy wolf lately. In fact, she couldn't remember so many things going on at once. For the moment, though, she was busying herself hacking off the twigs and extra branches that would impede a flat foundation near the top-middle of the red oak she called home. The axe she had was doing its work fine, but she was overly careful to make sure that none of the branches fell and crushed the hut suspended just below on the lower branches. With marginal strength compared to speed, it was definatly an arduos task.

Village life had come down to 'provide, duties, provide, duties, then extra work'. The observatory hut foundation had been put off because of the autumnal harvest, but since it was now winter, Ralla felt as if she could start it again. What with all the new supplies cluttering up the Town Hall, she felt that it would be better to move some of the tools she used for star-charting--as well as maybe a sand pit, if she made one--to their own personal homes. The largest problems at the moment were the walls of the observatory and foundation; there was little to no soft earth to make into clay, and the dry wood she had was used for the fires or for the foundation. The only other structure she knew how to make was one of knotted thrushes, and they were scarce to rare in the season. The best she could do, unless she found another source for walling, was wait until spring broke; and even then she would have to leave for up to two months. Even more than that, the responsible part of her reasoned that if she had the time to make an observatory, she had time to chop more wood.

Worry, busy, bother, work, duty, repeat...

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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