kk thx.if we don't have huts, then whats the pic on the plot page of the little cottage thingy?
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"Cool." Preston smiled at her.Quote: (( Dang it!!! I had a plan.Ttyl... text me later. ))![]()
Jaiquill stole one glance at him, then returned to working. Her eyes lifted to see a lone turkey wandering not far ahead. Keeping her eyes on it, she searched the forest floor, feeling around for her recurve bow she'd made when they started working. It was an impressive recurve, it didn't look as if it has been sculpted in a few minutes, but it had. She reached for an arrow and notched it in. She let out a low clicking noise, then a cry that sounded startlingly like a crows. The turkey's head shot up, and he begun to gobble. Jaiquill sat up on her knees. Drawing the bow, her tough shoulders were revealed. She let go of the arrow, it struck the turkey's lung area. Jaiquill set her bow down. "I got dinner." She grinned.
"Cool." Preston smiled at her.
She set her bow aside and got up to retrieve her catch. It had fled, but had left a blood trail in the path it'd ran. Jaiquill begun to follow the trail.