The heavy clump of hooves filled the air-tired, bored, and entirely fed up with carrying his gear, Kelmeed stopped and let out a deep groan. With a clank the wrapped armor and travel pack hit the sand with a thump. The draft-horse plopped down beside his gear, catching sight of a house in the distance, and a certain badger wedged in the door frame.
Well it was less of a house and more so a hut, mainly because it was a hut. And that hut belonged to none other than the rather paranoid badger, Sticks; Known all too well for her crazy conspiracy theories and her bottom heavy figure!... More so her theories, cause she talks about them a LOT. Anyway, the main reason that said brown-orange skinned female was stuck in the doorway was because she never really bothered with getting someone to expand the doorways of her home; Claiming that they're there to just, and I quote, "here to place spy cameras in our homes so the aliens can spy on us!"
Other than that, even though it looked like the crazed girl was getting closer and closer to freeing herself, best go help her just in case?
