"This is great! If a sandstorm is really coming, then this skeleton just came in the right time." Marcus readied the tapestries and fabric they brought along while Halfjack set to work to make the big bones as habitable as he could.
"Do you think those mammoths frequents this place?" Seraphina asked and brought out some rags and carpets and laid them on the floor.
"Maybe." Ryu had no doubt. There were patches of grass on the sand and leafless trees. Those really must be the beasts' food.
"At least if we ever needed meat. We could just hunt them." Seraphina hummed.
Ryu didn't comment, and not before long, their shelter was made just in time that the loud whooshing of the sandstorm hit their area.
Halfjack was peeking at their tent and stared at the ravaging sandstorm outside while Marcus was mapping their whereabouts with a banago in one hand. But from the looks on his face, he was as much as clueless as they were.
