As Dawali secured the horse to one of the logs, Hemming grinned and turned his gaze across the beginnings of the town hall, and then in the direction of the stables. The wolf had been there before, but had approached it from the opposite direction. It was during his first few days in the tribe that he had stumbled upon the building and had watched with a tentative curiosity as the horses whinnied inside. That was when he had met Ember, too, and with a kindness and hospitality that were only two of the virtuous traits that defined her she had helped the newcomer to set up a den. To this day the silvery male called that place home, and it had become quite a cozy place to spend the night even if he didn't spend any daylight there.
The walk was pleasant, as it should be in such pleasant company, and though it took a little longer than Dawali had thought, Hemming didn't even notice. The wolf never had a good sense of time, anyway, and even if he had noticed the few extra minutes they would not have flustered him in the slightest.
He followed Dawali to the smaller part of the building, lingering in the doorway as his leader dug through a box of tools. Hemming felt a little sorry that Dawali was doing all this searching, but until the younger wolf knew where everything was there was little else he could do. "May as well, just in case," he replied and chuckled a little as Dawali continued to mutter excited nothings. Glad to make himself useful, Hemming slung some rope conveniently around his neck, held a pickaxe in one hand and clutched a few spikes to his chest. The walk back seemed a little longer, if only for the weight the two had gained.
Unceremoniously, Hemming dropped the things he had been carrying besides Dawali's pile, and turned in time to see the pickaxe rend the earth. Grinning at the Kalona's question and the obvious excitement in his face, Hemming replied, "Sounds good!" before picking up a pickaxe himself and striking the ground in a spot that was near enough to the other to be proper, but not so close that the two pickaxes being swung at once would be dangerous.