The things we can build

The Warlord nodded his acceptance at his son’s choice, and let Charlie take over the sanding spot. Meanwhile, he checked the measurements against the sample piece of wood he had dragged over to ensure everything matched up correctly. Making some marks in the wood with his teeth, and checking twice, he was satisfied he had the right length.

Cutting was a tricky aspect, but he had bears help to drag a jagged edge across the wood. Back and forth, back and forth. “Some of the younger wolves are still recovering, I’m worried about Stratum” He admitted. At least Andy had gotten over her pneumonia.


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