Kota hadn't thought of making the meal and gains for trade with other packs but that seem a very good idea. And if Oak wanted to help; maybe they could build a fence and shelter behind the mill to house horses. But that was all still in the future, a future to far away to clearly see it at that moment. Kota stepped away the tree he had been clipping on and gazed at it for a moment; he was just about to announce his completion of it when a slight breeze directed his attention to one last stray limb. He clipped it away carefully then stepped back once more to examine it.
"How is that miss Anu?" Kota asked while he lowered the shears to his side. There were many aspects in this pack that could beckon him, he could follow with his idea with the windmill or along with Anu in taking take of the groves. He could learn metal or wood working and lend his services there; or as a warrior. Maybe he would go for two; warrior and his idea for the mill. Kota looked over at the beautiful older female for her advice on his work on the tree and couldn't help but to admire how she looked; he didn't know how old she really was but whatever her age; she carried herself and indeed stll held the beauty of a younger wolf and it made him happy.
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