Colette
The 8th Noble
The fire crackled and spat sparks into the air as the tinder-ridden base was set ablaze by the friction of a well-twisted stick and a few deep breaths. A confident smile set on Colette's lips as she peered into the newborn flame and took her seat on a nearby rock. She had dug a pit for the fire in case its embers would reach a little too far for the jungle, and to top it off she had encircled it with stone too just in case. Would it make a difference in case they lost control of the fire? Probably not. Was it at least a good start for keeping an eye on it? Yeah.
Her eyes wandered over to Jenn who sat next to her on the log they had conveniently decided to call their bench for the evening. The skies above were overcast but nothing seemed to hint at rain. If anything the air was surprisingly dry for a jungle.
"The forest wants rain, I think." She remarked and looked to the sky. "Monsoon season is in about a month."
After that this arid air would be nothing more than a memory for some. She glanced back at Jenn once more.
"So, where were we, again?"
Jenn Kryze
Her eyes wandered over to Jenn who sat next to her on the log they had conveniently decided to call their bench for the evening. The skies above were overcast but nothing seemed to hint at rain. If anything the air was surprisingly dry for a jungle.
"The forest wants rain, I think." She remarked and looked to the sky. "Monsoon season is in about a month."
After that this arid air would be nothing more than a memory for some. She glanced back at Jenn once more.
"So, where were we, again?"
Jenn Kryze