Miriette had been hauling the spare pieces of lumber to the site of her new home for a few days now, the floor to her treehouse was complete and though she had no walls or a ceiling yet it gave her somewhere she could sleep for the moment though she thought that her hammock was still more comfortable. She was beginning to plot to put the hammock on hangers inside the home when it was finished, for now she still had a lot of building to do. She grinned, for once forgetting about her pains and worries as she huffed and puffed her way down the trail she'd made from the villas to her new home.
Finally at the building site she dropped the wood and sat there panting. Knowing that she could find something to make it easier to collect the wood in but she didn't want to worry with it just yet. She could do that tomorrow. For now she had enough scraps to make the frame for the walls and ceiling. She'd seem some lovely pieces of tin and metal in the city that she thought would make a perfect ceiling and walls. She hadn't come to the point of realizing that it would be mighty cold in the treehouse come winter but she'd figure that all our when it came down to it then, for now she had her own current worries to fill her mind.
Miriette hadn't expected the stranger who was her father to suddenly appear down below as she sat peering up at the leaves above. When that voice cut through her daydreaming she turned around quickly and glared down over the edge to the male below. She didn't know what in the world he expected her to say, he was the leader, it's not like she could deny him to talk, though it didn't mean she had to listen or she had anything to say really. The girl scowled down at the male and asked. "What have ta talk bouts.." she said. The bitterness in her voice apparent as she curled up in the corner of the platform, her arm around the base of the tree limb as she stared down at him with sad eyes.
She picked at the bark of the tree as she tried to keep her eyes off the man who was her father. She didn't know why he was coming now to talk to her, she'd been here months and he hadn't come calling. She almost wished that he would have left her alone to be the dirt of the pack, the lowly ranked member who was nothing. She quickly spoke once more, bitter words as she watched him, for once being at the bottom. "You lied.." she said, remembering the small girl that he claimed to be the father of.