Mark, Dona, and the Hamster headed north, wading through shadowed forestry. Dona was mostly silent, lazily slouched on Mark's back. And the hamster was also lazy and blissful, sleeping atop Mark's head.
Mark himself though, cut some trees in his path with a kick or two and absorbed it into his World Space as he kept moving forward. Yuri was organizing all the wood he sent in, and making a plan for her laboratory inside.
"I want something to eat!" Dona groaned. "Get me something sweet. Sweet!"
Slamming his fist against a tree, Mark watched as it fell and plucked out a red fruit from it when the bang ended. He moved it beside Dona's lips and she ate it half-heartedly.
"Too sour. I want something sweet…" She groaned a second later, already having finished her meal.
"You might find something there," Mark said, looking downwards. He was now on top of a cliff, looking down at a peaceful village beneath them. An array full of mud-thatched huts.
