The sun was apparently very interested in what the two wolves were pondering. Hemming had a hand above his eyes to shield himself from its gaze as he joined the red wolf in looking at all that had been done so far. This truly was an immense project, and Hemming was impressed by Dawali's plans. He was just generally impressed by Dawali, as well, and was extremely pleased to be in his company and contribute just a bit. This tribe was the first family that the scrawny wolf had known in years and there was a deep fulfilment that he drew from feeling that he was giving back just a little of what he had taken. Hemming's eyebrows furrowed as he listened to his Kalona explain the challenges that they were facing, his mind working to think of an alternative method. The tree trunks were heavy and were likely impossible for a single wolf to lift without injury, but there would have to be a way for both of them, working together, to do it.
"Hmm," he murmured, turning to look back at Dawali. There was a smile on the gray wolf's face, too, as he tried to crack the problem he had been enlisted to help solve. He imagined a pulley system, but realized that it would be necessary to have something even higher than the logs themselves to loop any ropes around. Perhaps if they dug a hole for each pillar they could tilt it in gradually, rolling a second log beneath the first towards its base so it would eventually prop itself up and slide into the hole. That seemed a little complicated, but perhaps it would work. "Could we dig a hole about yay deep," he brought his hand down from above his eyes and motioned a distance of about a foot, "put the base of the log close to the hole and use a second to prop it up slowly?" He raised an eyebrow to his friend, hoping that the idea was satisfactory and that perhaps it would give rise to an effective method, but not completely confident that it would be the most efficient way to do things.