08-25-2020, 05:08 PM
it was a grewsome task, but a necessary one. Her size helped matters mostly, but the tree's that were cut in half by the ruins of the strikes still left good roots. The flooded homes that once were stocked and made of stone provided materials. Argus since the day of her appearance had set to the task of helping the clan: as is her duty, the watcher: the damned mother. she stumbled upon her new home but it was hers her own blood sang in the victory of i.
She dug under heavy roots and built walls made of stone set into dirt. It was a project Argus set to while the other's went on their scouting's. Beyond Argus' own use- she found the time. In her time there, only one felt truly safe. an old gnarled oak tree cut to splinters a scant feet above the ground. a large hallow of pushed dirt aside: an entry way that was a gaping hole, the small spots where the dirt walls crumbled were filled with stone. The roots of the tree suspended by their own heavy root work and a stone pillar placed scantly in the center of the basement-like home.
All that was left was to weave a roof. Of dried leaves or any found material: argus' patience for smaller things wasn't much present, but she continued to gather the materials.
She dug under heavy roots and built walls made of stone set into dirt. It was a project Argus set to while the other's went on their scouting's. Beyond Argus' own use- she found the time. In her time there, only one felt truly safe. an old gnarled oak tree cut to splinters a scant feet above the ground. a large hallow of pushed dirt aside: an entry way that was a gaping hole, the small spots where the dirt walls crumbled were filled with stone. The roots of the tree suspended by their own heavy root work and a stone pillar placed scantly in the center of the basement-like home.
All that was left was to weave a roof. Of dried leaves or any found material: argus' patience for smaller things wasn't much present, but she continued to gather the materials.