holy mother of death mountain heat... So, how's it feel to know you don't have to live in a tree anymore?
Turning as suds and water rolled down his chest between his pecks, he took a towel and began to dry, using the fire to help warm himself.
“I am thankful for your hospitality. Living in a tree can be fun, to be one with nature. That said, I find this place a better balance of niceties and nature.”
A Sky Blue shirt laid on a fence with white undershirt. He went over to put the undershirt on, sliding it over his wounded body, and tying some leater strands at the neck, he then pulled over the blue tunic over it. He took what was left if water in the pale and put out the fire.