whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
As the tree fell, Loren couldn't help but grin. However, as it fell at a less than ideal angle, he sighed. Noting the brambles, he bit his lip slightly.Then he tapped into his summoning and called on a bear. It lumbered forward, batting and crushing the brambles as best it could. Not particularly caring if his creature got hurt, the healer would follow the path it made.
Still directing the bear to do what it could about the thorns and the bushes, he started cutting logs and branches off the tree. Every once in a while, he'd gather them up and pass them over to the teamster, who had been waiting patiently so far.
Loren summons a bear to take care of the brambles. Once the path is clear, he starts cutting the fallen tree into manageable pieces and passing it to the teamster.
what goes, let go
LOREN
