Crozier works a little bit longer to sketch out a diagram, but there's not much more he can do until he and Rama scout out the site for the weir. He pushes his chair back and rises to his feet, stretching his arms out in front of him carefully and then out to the side. Everything is still sore, but every day he feels a little bit better, a little stronger.
He should fetch more snow for their stores of meltwater though. He sighs quietly and grabs the empty pails to head to the door, but while passing by the window he thinks he sees something through the glass. Something furry, like an animal. It makes him do a doubletake - an animal this close to the cabin?
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Crozier works a little bit longer to sketch out a diagram, but there's not much more he can do until he and Rama scout out the site for the weir. He pushes his chair back and rises to his feet, stretching his arms out in front of him carefully and then out to the side. Everything is still sore, but every day he feels a little bit better, a little stronger.
He should fetch more snow for their stores of meltwater though. He sighs quietly and grabs the empty pails to head to the door, but while passing by the window he thinks he sees something through the glass. Something furry, like an animal. It makes him do a doubletake - an animal this close to the cabin?