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Due to the date loss, and the fact that I'm a derp and got my original second round up a bit late, we're going to extend this to the 8th to get a last round in. Also, I know there are one or two people's posts that were deleted that havent been able to get them up yet, so I'm sorry about that as well!
Saul Lupus is by Alaine!
Pleasure at seeing his family gathered around was something that Saul couldn't quite get enough of. There was a real contentment in trusting others, in knowing they were just as invested in these little projects as oneself. Niernan's words were taken with a soft chuckle as he'd passed his cousin a shovel and allowed him to get on with it. There was no need to direct anyone- he'd clearly marked out the boundaries of the village hall and all they had to do was remove the dirt so that the stone foundations could be laid. He was surprised to see Wretch turn up, but he was grateful that she'd had the foresight to bring something to haul the mud away. The tarpaulins stretched out at strategic places and in no time at all, arcs of mud were making their way towards them. He was pleased to spot Fritz in the crowd and thought to ask him about Selene when they had the chance. His dark mate hadn't been around much and Saul wondered if there was anything he could do to help with that.
Green eyes filled with amusement as he spotted Grace sauntering through those working on their digging, blue eyes fixed on the labouring back of one Niernan Stormbringer. Saul could say nothing on the matter- he and Niernan had had many a conversation about love, Lilin and Grace and any combination thereof. He was happy his cousins feelings appeared to be reciprocated- he would hate to see the male rejected when he clearly cared for her. Another sweep of the bodies found him glancing over at Nahyt and Hael, finding he was pleased that they had turned up. They certainly kept to themselves more often than not, so he was glad they’d decided to come out and help out with the building work. Sending them a small smile, he scraped his shovel across the ground and hoofed out another load onto the tarpaulin nearby.
It didn't take them long to clear the ground and after this was completed, Saul called a quick break for the diggers. Shifting back up into his Optime form, Saul began to regard the stones in front of them. They would need to be packed tight to make sure they didn't wobble and they would have to make sure the stones were hammered into place. Giving his instructions to everyone, he made his move to the pile of stones not far away. Grabbing an armload, he moved to one of the corners of the rectangle and began to place the stones down, fitting them against the edge of the ditch and making sure they were level and firm in their placement before moving on to the next one. With everyone help, they'd be able to get this done in a few hours at best.
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