out of character
The pile was growing slowly. It was hard working through it. Dalgina was glad that Ovi was being such a good sport about it. It didn't look like it was easy. Not only was he pulling heavy materials, but he also was being fairly patient about letting things be added to the pile. A small smile slipped over her face as Adrian joined in, the blunt female moving over to help him carry some of the heavier branches that had been knocked about.
They worked fairly steadily over the area, but there was damage to the buildings. Dalgina might be able to help a little, but she was no carver. Her life had always been on the more whimsical side of things, dabbling in art and beauty, rather than the more practical things she should have cared for. Now she was paying for it, unable to truly help her pack. She stroked Tehu's feathers, and glanced over the area again before speaking softly to Ovi, and starting to sort what was salvageable and what wasn't as the cowgirl had said.
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