Resting in his tent, Writ sighed in delight as he prepared to write the first records his tribe had ever kept. He would have to thank whoever thought to grab ink and parchment from town.
The first order of business, of course, was gathering the four species of plants now known to be safe. Writ frowned, making a mental note to thank and chastise Canary again later.
Beyond that, they needed to investigate the fortified structure Nighteyes and Snare discovered in the forest, see if it was fit for habitation.
If everything went well-
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“They’re coming!” somepony screamed.