Paige
Paige considers her words carefully, taking a look around, noting that they weren't close to the brush that grew in the dunes. All that was around them was sand. Nothing to worry about there. It isn't until Wessex asks about her friends, wondering if any of them are clumsy and her mind instantly goes to Everest, brows knitting together and lips pursing. Her hands find her hips and finally she nods, "Ever is a little clumsy sometimes. Maybe rocks would be a good idea." Paige finally decides on, moving away from Wessex in search for some, but it doesn't take her long to find some closer to the cliff edge that might work.
She sets to gathering them, carrying as many as she can at once, but it isn't as many as she would like. Paige works with Wessex until they have a ring of stones circling the pit that they've assembled. Once that's done, she goes back to her bag, pulling out the black shell she found and offering it out to Wessex. "Thank you for helping me!" She offers the shell out to her, "M'sorry I don't have anything to give to Loki too."
She sets to gathering them, carrying as many as she can at once, but it isn't as many as she would like. Paige works with Wessex until they have a ring of stones circling the pit that they've assembled. Once that's done, she goes back to her bag, pulling out the black shell she found and offering it out to Wessex. "Thank you for helping me!" She offers the shell out to her, "M'sorry I don't have anything to give to Loki too."
Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind
They count me out time and time again
They count me out time and time again
