Isla
Beaming as she pops up at the top of the last staircase to see Sunjata and Lena, Isla nods to both of them. "That sounds good - we'll work on the doors," she trills, tipping a wink to Jata before disappearing again; they all know he's best placed to work on the rooftops given the wings he can sprout from his shoulders at a moment's notice.
And given that they've spent such a long time at work on the stairs, she's happy to give her volunteers the news that they are working on much smaller projects. Together they collect the timber for the doors, fitting handles and latches and hinges, until they are ready to hang them steady within each household and business. And Isla might not be the strongest, but she's more than happy to offer her eye for detail and to work with the tools while someone else holds the doors steady.
Isla takes doors!
And given that they've spent such a long time at work on the stairs, she's happy to give her volunteers the news that they are working on much smaller projects. Together they collect the timber for the doors, fitting handles and latches and hinges, until they are ready to hang them steady within each household and business. And Isla might not be the strongest, but she's more than happy to offer her eye for detail and to work with the tools while someone else holds the doors steady.
Isla takes doors!
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
