She didn't come back to camp, instead she went to her post. She hadn't forgotten, it just wasn't the first thing on her mind.

As punishment, the entire tribe had to clean the entire camp and tidy up the graveyard.

She sighed. She had heard everything, and went to clean up the graveyard first.

Titan was in the graveyard, personally cleaning his fathers grave and his statue.

Indigo, with a pouch full of food, looked across the boundary lines. Seeing the other tribe clean up the yard, he chuckled quietly. Ah, fun.

She started with her mothers grave, making it perfect. Then, she started on others grave.

Titan went as far as taking paints and fixing up the chipping, hating that it was chipping at all. After finishing he went back to the camp, helping out there.

She had finished the graves, and walked back over to her mothers. It was a bit sad to see, though. Then, like everyone else, returned back to camp.

As the night went on, so did the cleaning, repairing, and fixing of the camp. Buildings reinforced, roofs repaired, paths repaved.

It wasn't that bad, she thought. Work wasn't that bad. They lived here, they had to take care of it.