i will endure the night for the promise of light
Noah was ready to be in these shelters. He was ready for something that felt safe, warm, and familiar. So he moved on, following Deimos and moving their tools and supplies as necessary. "I think with your magic, and Cordelia's help, we can get all the supplies where we need them, and you and I can secure everything." The hunter freely offered his thoughts, looking to each of his compatriots briefly, waiting for any hesitation or push back from either of them.
If there was none, Noah would move on with the task he chose for himself. Without the aid of ladder, he might have shifted into his lynx form to get to the top of the first shelter. He had done it before, in the Hollowed Grounds, when talking with Wessex. The memory felt like a lie, now. The two had become enemies. Never would they be able to speak on the same level as they had that day. Shaking it from him, Noah stuffed his pockets full of nails and climbed the ladder, hammer in hand, and set to work.
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Noah will help build the roofs.
THE SENTINEL OF THE NORTH
