Date: 2010-10-14 04:18 am (UTC)
[She hadn't actually spent twenty minutes cutting evergreen branches. More like eight; there had been a pine with long, relatively soft needles within sight of her writing, and it hadn't taken long to cut a selection of branches.

Moving them was a little more of an issue, but not much. Mindelan was big, powerfully built, and this was an easy Wilderness to carry things in. She struck on lashing them together and pulling them behind her.

Once she was closer to the main camp, with a lot more people around, she hefted the bundle and shook off any dirt and fallen needles, wrinkling her nose a little. She knew she should love the scent of pine, but for some reason the sap sometimes made her think of vertigo.

The bundle was bulky, but she didn't find it too heavy as she came up to the cabins. Now... someone with a blue tarp...

...Was that a fin?]
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