Time Goes On

*Bhaire* · 12-25-2013, 09:23 PM

After long days of careful planning, Bhaire had begun construction of his den. It was not far from the main concourse of camp, but was secluded despite that fact. A particularly thick tangle of mangrove, when properly navigated, led one to a small clearing, hardly three lengths in any direction, but the soil was hard packed and clear of growth. Bhaire had smiled coming upon it, and smiled now as he sat at the mouth of the fresh dug nook. The trees drank greedily of the water, and so the soil was dry and packed hard.

Disguised by a tangle of particularly large roots, the mouth of his den led down into a spacious, comfortable construction. He had even dug niches into the wall, so that he might store and dry his herbs. It was perfect, and he was very pleased with himself. The finishing touch of course, was that the tree he had chosen had a hollow half way up it's length, in which his friend Odd now slept. Yes, the dusky male had finally, fully, made his home in Ludicael.

"Talk" Think "Odd"

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