Solo Building a nest

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The Diamond of Kalea is located on Kalea's extreme west coast and called as such because its completely made of a crystalline substance called Skyglass. Home of the Alvina of the Stars, cultural mecca of knowledge seekers, and rife with Ethaefal, this remote city shimmers with its own unique light.

Building a nest

Postby Snarl on May 23rd, 2013, 6:19 pm

56th of spring

Snarl let out a tired sigh, his wings drooped behind him, various little cuts and bruises marred his body, as he cut another low hanging and thick branch off a tree and threw it in the pitifully small pile behind him. Half a day he had been looking for good branches to make his little treethingy and that little pile was all he had to show for it. That and a lot of cuts and bruises.
“Dumb tree's.” He muttered under his breath as he put his machette back in its scabbard and picked up the pile of thick and heavy branches. Groaning underneath their weight as he walked towards the really big thick and high tree he had found.

He dropped the pile of branches at the tree's base and looked up. 'now how to get branches up with me.' he looked the tree over, the trunk was tick enough that he couldn't wrap his arms around it and it was taller then the surrounding trees. Exactly why he chose this tree. High up from the ground would mean far away from nasty little biters. The branches he had gathered where all longer then his arm and about as thick as one.
He pulled out the length of rope from his rucksack, he gathered the bunch of branches together and clumsily tied them up together, fumbling a bit with both the long rope and his inexperience with tying stuff up in general. He grabbed the other end of the rope and with a few strong flaps of his wings he flew up to the lowest branches. He clambered up the thickest one and carefully tested the strength of it and a few nearby ones. He looped his end of the rope around a higher branch and pulled his branches up.

He pulled a branch out of the bundle, the other branches slipped out of the shoddy ropework and tumbled to the ground.
“Petch!” Snarl cursed as he looked down, the branches didn't look broken. He let out a small sigh of relief. At least his half a day of work wasn't wasted.

He turned back to the task at hand, he laid the branch on top of the two branches he was going to build his platform on top off. After a few tries to keep it still on top of the branches he got fed up with it and pulled out his machete, marking the places where it hit the branches with a small cut before beginning to form a wedge in the branch at the marked spots.

When that was done he put the branch back in place a triumphant grin on his face as it staid in place, he pulled his hammer out of his tool bag and briefly rummaged through his rucksack for a pair of nails and carefully hammered it in place.

He unlooped the rope that was still hanging around the branch and threw it down. Gliding down to the ground after it.
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