“Uhh, no i dont, sorry”
“I work with wood, not burn it”
"Well just grab a stick and spin it between your hands onto another piece of wood and once it starts to spark or catch a little bit of flame breath on it and push it under the teepee of wood
Evening, 16XX, The Shelter
Wolf meat is prepared as the sun begins to dip into the sea
Hand some to Marcus and Jackson while getting warm by the fire, we used to cook the wolf
Marcus eats his fill, seeming slightly uncomfortable, then goes to begin construction a table and a set of three matching chairs
“ugh. my back is hurting from sitting like that for so long while eating that.”