"Feel free to aid as you like." Promethus suggested with a smile, his helmet hung on his waist. It would be a shame to let the scent and feel of such a nice day go by unnoticed for the sake of a helmet that was not even required. And so he left the group to scout the perimeter, it reminding him quite of his time as a Neophyte as he pretended especially in his very young years how he held off enemies in the forests like he was told the Warrior-Kings of Ultramar did in ancient history.

Feeling that is best strengths lay withing helping normal humans, Dumas decided to start setting up a Medical area/Sleeping arraignment as no one else had deemed it important enough to do themselves. He, Teralix, Zafira and Ethon took there time setting up the tents in a methodical fashion. Teralix using himself as a beast of burden to ferry supplies in his mouth to the other three, Until a campfire, medical tent and large tent for sleeping had been established. "Thank you all for your assistance, that was great team work" Dumas said as he smiled Looking at there completed work.

Aided by the Sky-Men and the beasts that were their companions, the dark-skinned tribeling's work had progressed much faster than it would have without them. But she had not expected their aid; while decency and the need to survive drove the tribes to cooperate internally at all times, the Sky-Men were nigh-divine and so did not owe her their labour.

Regardless, she worked with what was freely given to her, and soon, the camp and everything that belonged to it would stand. It pained her to see Ethon, the injured creature, aid as well, and so she mostly delegated the physically least taxing works to her, knowing well that regeneration would only proceed when Zafira wouldn't drive her to utter exhaustion.

Wordlessly, she settled near the campfire after her work was done, warming her fingers that still preferred searing heat to biting cold, a reminder of her heritage. But even her idle hands were still available for the treatment of the Sky-Men's companions.

After roughly five minutes, Promethus returned, bringing one dead over-sized hares (in comparison to Pet-Hares!) per beast and one additional for Zafira, totalling in five. For the Astartes he had brought no food. "Nothing seems to really engage in our location. But I took the liberty to bring dinner." He placed the dead animals at the side of the campfire, taking one himself. With his Combat Knife he started to remove the fur.

Ethon chirped at his return and sat next to him down - being proud of how she aided the nesting process, despite her wounds! That is how awesome she was, mhm!

Diolux was trying to grab the hares even before Prometheus had announced it, chameleonic feathers green with envy. As the Ultramarine tossed them over to Zafira, the wildcat snatched it out of midair and started sinking his teeth in

The cat's master, however, was nowhere to be found at the campsite

Varrick Began placing the stumps of the trees as he Finished Sawing them apart and then providing a smooth enough stump to be sat on, He then began taking parts of the branches off for the Fire, Placing the brush together for a starter and some logs for the fire, He began getting ready by storing the rest near the camp sight to be help used for fortifying or for Fuel for later. As this was done Nix was beside her Tamer assisting in cutting the wood by snapping it apart into smaller pieces for the fire.