Waking the sleeping giant

Cypress · 03-20-2012, 02:46 PM

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300+ Don't mind Cyp xD

At first the idea of fixing up the old windmill had seemed rather odd to
Cypress. The agouti male had never given any thought to what purpose the old structure might have once served. To
Cypress it was nothing more than an old relic from an age long passed before his birth. Once Mother had explained how the turning sails had once also turned the large stone work at its base to
turn grains into flour and could possibly be made to do so again Cypress could see the advantage of such a thing, even if he held no personal interest, though how its inner workings produced such a result was beyond his comprehension. Still he had volunteered
to help with the undertaking; knowing that it was important to his mother and would bring benefit to the rest of the Dreamers.

Hands would be required if Cypress was to provide any real help and so the young man had come prepared with such even though the bi-pedal form
was his least favorite. He gathered with the others near the pile of stones that had been gathered up and listened quietly as Kota began to address the group. His expression was rather neutral as he listened to the male, though it was hard not to roll his
eyes as he prattled on. The black wolf spoke too much, or so was Cypress' opinion and his attention waned as Kota went on to emphasize loyalty and the proof of his own loyalty. It was too much and Cypress gave a snort. Many of those that had left since the
war had been members far longer than Kota himself before they had left their ranks and Cypress had thought many of them to be loyal members, so of coarse he was to be skeptic of this wolf no matter what words he had to offer, only time and action would prove
anything.

Finally it seemed that Kota had nothing else to say and it seemed they were all dismissed to gather more stones. Over the coarse
of several trips Cypress brought back a variety of large stones. He didn't bother with anything smaller than his two fists put together, as well as passing up on stones that seemed to rounded to stack with the others. The hard working of lifting and carrying
the stones was quick to tire out the still weakened muscles of his shoulder though, and once the limb began to bother him Cypress started examining the foundation that remained. Once he had a basic idea of how the original foundation had been laid and pieced
together Cypress then began sorting through the pile stone. In the old foundation, the largest and flattest stones had been used near the base and it was those stone that Cypress was searching out now to make the process easier as they progressed into laying
the stones in place.

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