Learn a trade

Ruga was quick to have an answer. The reddish wolf seemed well prepared. Marking things ahead of time and mapping out how they were going to do this. It was clear the wolf had done this before. “Alright” Basilisk agreed, moving over to the indicated patch of dirt. When he arrived, he muttered his breath “Digging, yay!” At least he could wine about this later to Hazel. She’d probably laugh at him, but he’d feel better getting the chance to one up her in what he had achieved today.

He set to work digging, and the Warlords bear ambled over as he did so. Going to work herself without a word of protest as she started to move his dirt pile out of the way. “Why do you need bricks underneath it?” he asked. Curious despite himself. He didn’t know how any of this stuff worked, after all.


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