Cleaning the fort up was going to take a long while, but Dixie and Wayne were fully ready to take on that challenge. They weren’t sure yet if Rurik was going to stay and help as well, so the pair decided to get to work without him. While Wayne went to start with the main barn, saying he wanted to clear the space for all the horses just in case another storm hit, Dixie struggled to break open the front door of the court house. The large doors were locked, obviously, and there were huge vines climbing up the sides, holding them closed. After tugging and trying to rips the vines up, she growled and dropped herself into Secui form. Even in her halfling form she was small enough to look like a small lupus wolf, but her muscles were thicker and her nails and teeth were sharper.
Snarling in frustration, she leapt forward and lifted her paws to the vines, sinking her nails and teeth into the thick pieces of plant and slicing through like they were water. Finally! Stepping back a few paces, she gathered her strength again and rushed forward, slamming her little body into the doors. There was a low groan and then they slid apart slowly. Shifting back to two legs, she stood and pushed the doors open further, letting some sunlight stream in. The place was in ruin, things lying about, furniture overturned and broken, water damage in some spots. However, it wasn’t quite as bad as one might think it would be after years of no care.
Dixie walked in and stood in the main hall, looking around. There were doors off to the sides of the hall, and stairs at the very end going up and down. Walking further, she kept herself alert, wanting to be ready if there was anything living in the building that could possibly attack her. Being taken by surprise wasn’t something the little girl was fond of, so she wasn’t going to let it happen here. Pushing more doors open, she peeked into the rooms and saw much of the same as the hallway. Common disorder and destruction. As long as they could avoid tripping over things and getting themselves hurt, this building, just like any other, wouldn’t be very hard to clear out and begin repairs on.
Taking a deep breath, she got to work on the hallway, grabbing the smaller things scattered around on the ground first and tossing it outside on the cobblestone walk area. Things that she knew were called ‘telephones’ and some other machines, but didn’t know what they were used for. They were all broken, so she just threw them around, knowing that the canines would have no use for them. The desks, chairs and odd stool, on the other hand, were turned upright and pushed against a wall. Those were things that could and probably be used for something or other. The job was tedious and repetitive, but she was good at it and tuned everything else out…just worked and worked hard.
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