The camp was extremely busy currently. To avoid any extra suspicion from the local forces, The mercenaries were re filling the area they dug out and would take the rest of the night. Deciding I did not want to be in the way, I went for a stroll around the perimeter to take in some nature.
During my little walk, I saw a tree a little ways away on a patch of mounded dirt. Perfect for a little relax. Making my way to the tree, I proceeded to sit up against it with my hands behind my back, closing my eyes as I revelled in the stillness of this small patch of nature.
Janine had just finished her long overwatch shift and was walking back to the camp after spotting her replacement set up her nest, when she noticed a lone figure with purple hair sitting under a tree with a smug smile on his face.
Im always in my head that some of you may not like these friend building chapters. So for those that don't, a tincy wincy spoler at the bottom of this Authors thought.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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I may be building up all these friendships for a big moment that will come soon where something good or bad may happen to each and every named character so far. (vague yes, but let your dark hearts be sated for now.)