I'll See What Tomorrow Brings

Bored of hunting Éldi moved through the morning mist toward the center of their island hideout. Available prey tended to be small and he had little desire to try hauling a deer carcass across the water and onto the island… yet. Kaler had been regaling him with tales of wooden rafts and once Askr joined in with the schematics his head was filled with the possibilities of a better form of transport that could keep food and goods dry and away from hungry fish or sharks. Rolling his shoulders forward the young brute stretched. He needed some physical activity besides walking. He was sick of walking.

Tipping back his head Éldi called for one of his band mates, if any lurked nearby, for a spar. He needed to shake off the dust. Kaler moved to sit beside him as Askr landed nearby.