Moving day

Dread's chuckle takes on a smokier, deeper quality as she speaks. The man reached out to slip his touch down her side, feeling the svelte muscle teasingly. "With so many? I'm sure the band will appreciate the break." Deluge was playing a dangerous game, more dangerous than she knew. Hell, maybe she did know, and that's why she played it. There was no just kidding haha... unless? when it came to Dread. He's never had a non-serious thought in his life. Oops.

Already having a source of fresh, running water certainly gave them a leg up. Dread chased after the flashes of pink in the lush growth, fighting his way through the lush plants and more narrow gaps. Bright eyed as they broke through into the cleared area, he's struck by how beautiful it is. Though he still pined for the north, their freedom, their solitude... this would do for now. This would more than do for now. An appreciative hum in his throat, Dread's muzzle skims across her shoulder as he brushes past, quick to set to work. "Room with a view? You spoil me."

Gazing up into the trees, Dread moves slowly. Three trees growing as one, with a nice spot to start their platform. Taking the small knife from his bracers, Dread marks this as his starting point with a small x. Stepping back, he's quick to connect the dots to a second tree, just as stately, with a solid base that would be easy to build a gradual ladder upon. "These two would make good corners," Dread marked the second tree with another light x in the bark. "We want sturdy trees, but not the tallest. Something that has thick branches that split off that will help support the platform if we're lucky," he explained.

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