Isla
babe, there's something so lonesome about you
Shaking herself off after her rest, Isla listens to Sunjata's further instructions and plods over to continue her work digging. With her muscles already warmed up and her tiger shift in full swing, she's likely more use keeping going as is than changing to another task. Once she's managed to clear out space for beams and mortar of a few other plots, it's with very muddy paws that she finally calls it a day.
Then and only then does she shift back into herself, stretching sore arms above her head and brushing off her sundress. "I don't mind camping out here," she agrees with the Flood, smiling and moving away to start helping with that as well - setting up a cookfire, tending to any minor wounds or ailments the volunteers had obtained throughout the day, rolling out bedrolls and so on.
Isla keeps digging until it's time to stop for the night, and then helps to make camp, cook and tend to any injuries people have sustained!
Then and only then does she shift back into herself, stretching sore arms above her head and brushing off her sundress. "I don't mind camping out here," she agrees with the Flood, smiling and moving away to start helping with that as well - setting up a cookfire, tending to any minor wounds or ailments the volunteers had obtained throughout the day, rolling out bedrolls and so on.
Isla keeps digging until it's time to stop for the night, and then helps to make camp, cook and tend to any injuries people have sustained!
something so wholesome about you
