After some careful inspecting and searching, he began to collect parts of bush and hardy grass, the odd branch here and the odd twig there. Soon he began by filling the main hole and biggest hole for the bonfire, depositing his findings with a flick of his head, dropping the debris into the pit. Inari's help was invaluable, the vixen's need to find anything and everything was put to good use in finding bits for their pile. He often returned to his bonded with his mouth filled with bits of natures left overs, his beady eyes gleaming with a kind of fun only a fox would find in finding and taking things.
The pair continued as the sun began to rise to midday, tirelessly working away with a hope that his contributions would form a part of a great celebration. Whilst he worked he hummed a tune, bobbing his head along as he searched and dumped, enjoying the moment of simple life that came with hard labour. Sacre had to admit, there was some kind of strange personal satisfaction that came with building something.
(Bonfire building! Set a few days after the hole digging thread :D Feel free to join if you did gathering threads too, so we have more to add to it other than little bits lol)
With your lips wrapped around a loaded gun
There's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
❚ Force permitted!
❚ Please tag me!