COUNTING DOWN FROM THREE // moving back in

[ARVID R.]

The main camp sure was bustling these days, wasn't it? Well... it had technically been bustling before, but that had mainly been in an effort to clean up after the mudslide. Nowadays, everyone was excitedly returning to their homes, cleaning the last bits of debris up as they returned to their own little safe havens. Arvid had even claimed a home of his own, although he had made sure it was one of the least damaged buildings in the whole place. He didn't want to have to deal with the ordeal that was cleaning up a home after the mudslide. Much easier to just move into a clean house near the edge if camp, especially when he had hardly anything to move in with.

It seemed as though Aphra wasn't so lucky, though. She already had a home, which meant that it also still needed a bit of cleaning. That much was crystal clear from the sneer of disgust that the dire wolf spotted on her face as he approached. He couldn't help snorting lightly, amused by how shocked she seemed by just a bit of mud. As he sat on his haunches nearby, he spoke up casually, "You know, you can ask other people to help you with the clean up. So you don't have to get your precious pure white paws all dirty." He had already seen how much she despised the dirt and mud. After all, she had seemed to practically want his head on a pike after he had lightly splashed her with just some mud.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass