Heh we don't have to do 400 words anymore. Hope you don't mind shorter posts.
The woman thanked him and Pripyat turned back to his work, after Saxif returned to her. He did not mind if she wanted to linger and chat, but was just as happy to return to his work. They would get done sooner that way in the very least. As he worked further he felt the other sources of guilt and anger melt away. The more the sun soaked into his fur and skin, the less he resent his father and all the others. The less he hated being here. The work was almost enjoyable. Pripyat realized he was almost smiling as he worked when the ocean eyes caught sight of Saxif. At first he moved past her, ready to focus on task but then he took a double take. She was watching him?
Tilting his head to the left the boy stopped; putting down the plank of wood he had been holding he regarded the Aniwaya girl. "Do you need something else?" The words came before Pripyat realized that he wouldn't even mind if Saxif did want something else. Before any request from the girl might have annoyed him, but his mood was fine enough that he found himself willing to oblige with any of her requests. She could have him to finish the job himself because she was fatigued and he would probably smile and tell her to go sit in the shade, he'd be finished soon enough…
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