by Piefan » Wed Sep 03, 2014 8:05 pm
Mosely shrugged, looking skywards. It was noon, the sun at its highest - if they had enough sleep the night before, they would have quite some time to do their things. "Either see if there are any weak ponies to kill-" his eyes diluted slightly as he suggested this, as he didn't really like the idea of murder, "-or find a home." He glanced around thoughtfully, wondering which was a better option, . "If we choose the former we'll be eliminating some dangers, but we can also give their allies a sense of vengeance. If we find a home, we'll mostly be safe, and have a place to make weapons and such."
((I almost went Minecraft-mode here, suggesting that they punch trees and make a pickaxe, then dig a home underground.))
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