Word Count → 162 :: Yepyep. :3
Skoll scooped out more dirt, sometimes clumsily; his golden fur was dirty cream when he was done with that particular stump. He looked at his sibling to see that he was using the mare to pull the felled tree out of the ground, so he abandoned his tool and went to help. Flashing his darker twin a grin, he pushed against the stump with his arms. While not the strongest, he’d been blessed with endurance and the Catori determination to use it, and eventually the taut ropes pulled the roots from the earth.
The sun chaser whooped. “You can start on the other sapling; I’ll get some rocks,” he barked as he scrambled toward some of the manageable stones. Trapping them between his broad chest and arms, he wagged his tail and made his way over to the wheelbarrow. He dumped the stones in and smiled eagerly at his mother. “What do you think it’s gonna be like when we’re all done?”
skoll is a gift from meghann; table code from the mentors!
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