/ +numbahThe last thing Matteo expected to see that day when he got home from another round of training with Light was someone building something... in the middle of town. He'd expected to see such things in the warmer weather, when the ground was softer and the wood more pliable, but sure enough, one of the newer members was working away at gathering planks of unused wood and branches from trees.
What he was building was a mystery to Teo. Still, he approached out of curiousity, hoping to have something to distract him from the pain of his now battered and freshly tattooed side. What are you making? Teo voiced as he came closer, stopping a foot or two away from the pile he'd collected. He tilted his head animatedly to the side, ears going uneven in a comical display of dog-like curiousity and confusion.
The male working there was new; that much Teo knew. A name was still lost to him, as well as rank, but he suspected something not related to... building things. He'd seen Trinket working away at his own projects plenty of times and somehow, an outdoor construction of something didn't seem right for the season. And none of this wood was good for the Great Fire. So why...?
