Isla
babe, there's something so lonesome about you
Having ducked out a bit to deal with the smashed thumb, Isla is pleased to see that the volunteers cope wonderfully without her, until there are a multitude of buildings in the makeshift little town. Admiring the setup as she sits in the sun to enjoy her snack (as an Ancient she doesn't need to hide from the shade, leaving that privilege to others who require it), offering a nod and a smile to Sunjata's next task. "I can help pack the gravel into the ground," she offers, having very little strength in comparison to their resident demigod.
And so, shifting back into a shape with a great deal more weight, Isla's molten tiger form follows inLena's footsteps so they might mix the gravel into the dirt and tamp it down accordingly. An added bonus - the road will also glisten with the odd shimmer of gold that drips from Isla's superheated stripes.
Isla packs down the dirt and gravel!
And so, shifting back into a shape with a great deal more weight, Isla's molten tiger form follows in
Isla packs down the dirt and gravel!
something so wholesome about you







