Boreal accepted the jerky from Sohalia with a happy rumble, licking the treat daintily from the young woman's fingers before trotting around to help supervise the rest of the crew and stealing scritches where she could.
Tal nodded agreement to Soleil 's enthusiasm for the new guild with an attempt at an eager smile on his own face. 'Adventuring' sounded a lot like 'finding new and interesting ways to get killed' to the courier's pessimistic ears, but with so many of his younger friends joining in - and Harper, who wasn't younger or a friend yet but was too nice for Tal to let him get eaten by an ursur - he was slowly coming to terms with the fact that he was going to end up joining the guild anyways.
It all want to hail in a handbasket pretty quick, but Sol cleaned away the remains of the first door with such swift good cheer that Tal couldn't even stay mad. He set back to work, faster and more efficient, and got the door in place without further mishap. He was standing back to admire his work and pat himself on the back when Edmund returned with a new round of tasks. The courier looked towards the thumping sound with narrowed eyes and then reached down to grab one of Boreal's horns before she could bound after it.
Let one o' th'others handle that, he admonished her gently, figuring one of the more gung-ho guild members would enjoy a little adventurous investigating. "We can do some heavy lifitin'," he offered aloud, tugging his companion after him until she stopped resisting and gave a smoky huff of resignation.
With Boreal pushing with her broad head or setting her heavy jaws into chunks of wood and debris and tugging, and Tal pushing, pulling, or just plan carrying furniture out with her help or on his own, the two set about emptying the building of its former contents.
Tal and Boreal work on clearing out the old furniture and debris!
Tal nodded agreement to Soleil 's enthusiasm for the new guild with an attempt at an eager smile on his own face. 'Adventuring' sounded a lot like 'finding new and interesting ways to get killed' to the courier's pessimistic ears, but with so many of his younger friends joining in - and Harper, who wasn't younger or a friend yet but was too nice for Tal to let him get eaten by an ursur - he was slowly coming to terms with the fact that he was going to end up joining the guild anyways.
It all want to hail in a handbasket pretty quick, but Sol cleaned away the remains of the first door with such swift good cheer that Tal couldn't even stay mad. He set back to work, faster and more efficient, and got the door in place without further mishap. He was standing back to admire his work and pat himself on the back when Edmund returned with a new round of tasks. The courier looked towards the thumping sound with narrowed eyes and then reached down to grab one of Boreal's horns before she could bound after it.
Let one o' th'others handle that, he admonished her gently, figuring one of the more gung-ho guild members would enjoy a little adventurous investigating. "We can do some heavy lifitin'," he offered aloud, tugging his companion after him until she stopped resisting and gave a smoky huff of resignation.
With Boreal pushing with her broad head or setting her heavy jaws into chunks of wood and debris and tugging, and Tal pushing, pulling, or just plan carrying furniture out with her help or on his own, the two set about emptying the building of its former contents.
Tal and Boreal work on clearing out the old furniture and debris!
