I produced a person-shaped sleeping bag and went to sleep with angry thoughts.
My girlfriends tried talking to me but I knew better than to engage when I'm fuming, so I ignored them like a spoiled little shit.
The next morning came and I did my own thing. I washed by myself and ate breakfast by myself.
Fucking... I grumbled, walking around the camp. Tried to make a fun little activity and got torn to fucking shreds.
The suns bathed the world in their light while I fed Sonya.
A distant croak caught my attention and I saw a black bird flying towards me between the trees.
Pyotr came down and landed on the Ratnak's back. "Letters! Delivered!" he announced with a few small nods, then offered his left leg where a few letters were tied together. "New! Letters!"
I absentmindedly nodded and took the mail. "All good?"
"Oni. Woman. Loud!" he croaked and shivered, rustling his feathers. "Luzo. Mean! Try. Take. Letters. I. Fight. Successful. Delivery."
