Buddy nodded, looking around and finding a stick. He used it to write something in the mud. It was very slow and his handwriting as well as spelling could use some work. [i]”Helo am ur budy”[/i] He wrote down. Next in the mud he scribbled something else before his stick broke. [i]”Dont rmembr much no nam”[/i] Crushing the stick in his hand Buddy reached for a different one. It was by then that Pylia had returned with the tent and a large metal pot. “I’m back! Oh is Buddy collecting sticks? I’ll need them to heat up the water.”