Capítulo 68: Food, Fights, and Family

~ SASHA ~

The dining area—Yhet had called it the Trough, but that felt just a little too… animalistic to Sasha for such a normal space.

Well, almost normal.

It was a true clearing—no trees at all. There were cook fires at both ends, each bracketed by thick, green, forked branches stuck in the ground. A pole swung between them, the thick body of what looked like a massive chicken to Sasha, threaded over it. A young male stood next to each one, turning the roast, and tending the fire.

It smelled like barbeque.

The space between the two fires was peppered with tables, benches, and some individual chairs. And the entire span was covered overhead by what seemed to be tree branches, but branches tied together like a massive blanket laid over a central line that crossed the whole space.

It made a natural roof, a guard from sun or rain.