NOAH
Being back in King's End felt weird. When he was called away, the land was covered in snow and ice and in the depths of winter's firm grip. Now, the sun showed down on them warmly and the earth was sprinkled with the beautiful touches of flowers and berries and every so green green green. He moved from the cabins that he and his companions had built, placing snare traps along the way to hopefully catch the fat, spring rabbits as they pranced across the green. He knew that some of the snares would be tripped by blink hares, easy to pounce out of the trap in an instant. He set extra knowing this.
The hunter moved down towards the water, the breeze cooling as he did so. The green stayed as an ever-present, carpeting expanse only to be interrupted by the calm blue of the ocean. He stood just on the edge, letting the salty air blow his hair back. He took in several, deep breaths, listening as the gulls called around him. He knew Eira was flying above him, her golden eyes ever vigilant to warn of danger.
Sun is up, hold on to what is yours
Take up your spade and break ground
Take up your spade and break ground
