Lionhearts ||Skephalo||

5

Dusk arrives, and Skeppy looks to the horizon, squinting,

"Sapnap, what do you see over there?" He asks, questioning what he makes out. Sapnap clambers up to the top of the hill,

"I see a storm cloud, and the outline of the city in the distance. We probably can make it in a few more days! That storm looks nasty though, and it," he licks his finger and sticks it up, "It's being blown this way, I think. Sucks to suck, I guess."

Skeppy scans the area, and decides,

"We should set up camp under the trees, or see if we can rig up a shelter or something. Got any water resistant things in your bag? A tarp, maybe? We could try building a small shelter or something but I'm not sure it would be like, a great use of our time..."
Sapnap shakes his head nervously,

"A shelter sounds great actually. Give me your axe, we can drag some branches over to that clearing a bit back and prop them up against each other...then like? Put leaves and grass on top?"

"That...won't really keep the rain out, but we could probably have a shelter rigged up by nightfall." Skeppy sighs, and hands over his axe, "Get like, thicker branches. We can make a lean-to near one of the hills, use like a crisscross of thinner branches to hold up leaves and grass in a slightly more waterproof hold. I'll handle the smaller ones, we need like, four or five large ones."

Sapnap nods, and takes off to work on acquiring the branches, and Skeppy begins to gather smaller, long sticks that can be woven into a sort of protection. He finds the best ones seem to be willow branches, and gathers as many as he can carry, hauling them over to the side of a hill, where he then begins to cut the grass down around where they'd be sleeping and have the fire. He's almost cut down the area, bundling up the grass for later use, when Sapnap drags what looks like half a tree out of the forest. Skeppy groans, but jogs over to help him carry it the rest of the way.

"Sapnap this is huge!" He sighs in impressed exasperation, and Sapnap beams,

"I know right?! I'm surprised I got it this far!"

They drag it over and Skeppy specifies this time,

"Now, three of the rest are going to be lengthwise supports, so see how large this area is?" Sapnap nods, "Keep that in mind. The others...we might need four, I'll come with you if it seems like it...are going to be vertical supports. So mind our heights when doing that."

"Don't you mean mind MY height?" Sapnap teases, tiptoeing up to emphasize his three or four extra inches. Skeppy glares at him.

"OUR. Heights." Sapnap cackles and jogs off, leaving Skeppy to begin mapping out the campsite, setting up a fire pit and digging it out enough. He sets it far enough out that it won't accidentally catch their shelter once it's finished, but not far enough that it will be in the rain.

Speaking of...

He looks up, the sky darkening ominously. The grass is cool against his hands as he scrambles up the hill, feeling the heat that had soaked into the dirt now rising out into the chilled air.

As Skeppy surveys the area again, the clouds are closer, and a wind teases through, sending his hair in every direction. He curses quietly and slides back down, jogging off to find Sapnap.

He finds him now dragging three significantly smaller branches, and without explaining, takes one from him.

"Is it closing in?" Sapnap asks, and Skeppy nods with a groan,

"Yeah. We gotta hurry or it's gonna be all wet under the roof too."

They drag the branches over, and Skeppy reviews each one,