As the orders were given the Minotaurs scattered about, some going to the dining hall where fires were lit and some unidentifiable food was cooked. Others opted to skip out on food and went to the resting area where they slept the day away. There was a method to their organization, the ones that felt stronger were the ones that slept the whole day, there were some among them that even had some other Minotaurs bring them food.
The commanding officer all the while went to some sort of private tent, separated from the rest. From the outside it looked luxurious compared to all the other sleeping situations. The outside looked like a stone cabin, with some sort of chimney to funnel the smoke outwards.
I could even feel the jealousy hidden in the other minotaurs' emotions directed toward their commanding officer.
