Ares had been waiting eagerly for dinner to come so he could ask everyone to send over someone to join him on his quest to the West. He wondered what he would call the escapade, and then another idea flashed within his mind.
'I should make this into a story…' Ares thought as he looked up to the sky. Runar slapped him across the fact as she came into view and Ares winced. "Oi." He said as he brought her down off of his shoulders and then began to tickle her with various raspberries before then bringing her to his chest. He reached down to then tickle her nose with a finger.
"Damn… if only there was a way we could make paper…" Ares looked over to the wood. Apparently the wood, he forgot the name of it, was pretty great for making items out of wood in general. He wondered if maybe they could make paper out of it though…
