Shawchert was sitting in the front of his own house, it was the time of day where he could relax, he was thinking about going back over to see Sky again, but figured he should get a little carving done before he did though, so he was sitting down with his knife in one hand and a small chunk of wood in the other, letting his fingers work, that was when he saw a form pass him by and he looked up to see Slade. He hadn’t seen him for some time so he perked up a bit.
Slade!
He called out a greeting to the young man and waved to him. He didn’t see the small thing that was in the young man’s mouth though and he thought… what if he’d heard about all that happened in the last week or so? He wasn’t sure he would like to hear it from him, he was one of the newest members yet the rumors spread no matter who was where.
Would you like a visit? I can make us something to drink.
He said, he had boiled a big bucket of snow to get any toxins out and it had cooled overnight in his hut, thankfully for his fire pit the place was nice and warm so the water wouldn’t melt at all.
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