[h2][color=Limegreen]Pup[/color][/h2]

Pup had been busy yesterday. Going with Jay and Luci to the river, grabbing her hatchet on the way out, she had wandered the edge of wood looking at branches. Finding one that was acceptable, she sat with her back against a tree and began carving and shaping the branch, humming as she did so. As Luci began to clean the rabbits he had slain, Pup commandeered the skins left behind. She left him to the actual cooking and use of the meat, piling the skins next to her as she continued to work on the branch. She stayed behind as the other two left, concentrating on finishing her branch. It was an hour before she returned to the cabin, still humming lightly to herself and carrying more carved pieces of wood.

She dropped two pairs of rabbit skin mittens and a rabbit skin hat on the rickety table. [color=limegreen]"They're not very durable, but they'll help keep those of us who weren't prepared warmer. I'll see about making more actual clothes for this weather once we get something bigger killed. Like a deer or bear."[/color] With that, she walked over to the fireplace, and quickly started a fire. With that settled, she sat down and began humming again, working intently upon her pile of wood. 

Hours passed with Pup not moving from her position next to the fire, humming and carving away. Occasionally she would mutter to herself, a curse or something to remember later, then lapse back into silence. She passed time like this late into the night, finishing the longbow and beginning to work on the rest of her wood. Fafnir perched on the mantle above the fire place, until sometime in the middle of the night, she looked up at the noises outside the cabin. [color=limegreen]"Fafnir, dear, could you go check that out? I'd rather not be ambushed by anyone tonight."[/color] The dragon trilled an affirmative, flying outside of the door. In a few minutes, he returned, trilling in alarm. "Whoa, whoa Fafnir slow down. What do you mean an unconscious bear? Right outside our cabin? We can't just leave it there."

Pup put aside what she had been working on, and stepped outside, following Fafnir to the darkness. What she saw made her freeze in place. The bear had gotten up and was wandering groggily around. "You said it was asleep Fafnir." She hissed under her breath, not daring to move. [color=limegreen][i][b]Relax. The real threat is gone. This thing isn't coherent enough to hurt you.[/b] What does that mean? Answer me![/i][/color] P didn't say anything more. 

Fortunately for Pup, the bear had wandered off while she was angrily asking P to elaborate herself. Shaken, and thoroughly hoping that she was able to get a good night's sleep before it all hit the fan, she went back inside and laid against her backpack. Her project wasn't done, but that didn't matter. She needed sleep.


[i]Dawn, when Kaesar leads in the new comers[/i]

Pup looked up from her project, she was busy putting the finishing touches on the wooden crossbow, and smiled at the newcomers. [color=limegreen]"Welcome!" She looked over the girl and frowned. "We're going to have to get you warmer clothes. Sit down by the fire if you're cold, I keep it going all day. If you have any questions pertaining to the voices in your head, your strange powers, or why you're being pursued by creepy men in the Grey Suits, no one here knows. Not even Dusk, and he brought us here.  Hell, we're all practically strangers. Well, except for Dusk and Aries. I gather that they've known each other far longer than the rest of us have." She turned her attention to the cabin at large, gesturing to the unstrung longbow in the corner. "Does anyone happen to know how to shoot a longbow accurately? I made one last night, but the last time I touched one was ten years ago and it'll take me a while to get good with it. It's got about a 40lb draw weight if you're curious."[/color]