Kate came across a village. It was interesting for her, it was
first time seeing a village in this strange world. She blended
herself with the crowd, looking around the farms and how they're
built, as well as the houses.
Locke woke up slowly, as the light from one of the windows shone
across their face. They were always in the habit of being awake for
long periods of time and then sleeping like the dead for a good
12-18 hours. They left the treehouse, skipping the last few rungs
of the ladder.
"Good morning" Locke said, getting their tools and heading out to
the plains. They wanted to practice with their sword. They
meandered steadily towards a hoard of cows, approaching them from
the side. "aww, you are not that scary" They half mumbled. They
took a step back and swung their sword with their eyes closed. It
took a couple of blind swings until they heard the dying moo of the
cow. They had a small frown on their face as they picked up the raw
beef and leather that the cow dropped.