Armada Expansion: Intellect

He listened as the other wolves proposed ideas for buildings. They would be slow going, but if enough wolves chipped in they could manage it. Mortis considered the seasons, and knew it would be wise for the pack to finish the work in the main territory, and give a chance to summer to come around before they spent a lot of time working in this harsher beach.

There were definitely a lot of good ideas coming up, and Mortis listened carefully to them. “Stakes would be good. We could utilise the ones we had back in the Armada. My pack-rat father didn’t leave them behind, even though we hadn’t expected to be moving to a beach.” he gave a soft chuckle. “How would you go about setting down a net? It would have to be pretty far out, wouldn’t it? And would it block the fish?” He asked, looking at Keahi.


"Mortis Fatalis"