Redhawk Caldera Luck of an Unlucky Hippie [Rejoin]

«Last post. Thanks for having Ash back. Sorry it has to be this way, though.»



Ash only gave a silent nod to both superiors. Nothing else was needed to be said, and he has nothing else to say. 
After Elwood said his part and left, the teen looked after him as he went his own path. 
Ashton doubted even the greyscale best friend could save him from the foreboding dark storm that was unfurling in both his head and his heart. 

He dragged the stuffed hide bag from the border all the way to his weed covered entrance. Flowers had once bloomed here. Golden daisy hybrids. Now the once cheerful home appeared to be abandoned. 
The den entrance was just wide enough to pull it through, and he did. Through the main sleeping area, and then down the familiar stairs. 

It has seemed he was missing a few of the firefly leaves he has put up, and the others that remained seemed to have dimmed, giving the long hallways and infirmaries an eerie sci fi appearance. The dirty doctor dragged the bag too the supply room at the farthest end, and started sticking his 'shelves', and organizing things properly in the dugout cubby holes. He disposed of the rotten ingredients in a hole he had dug in the floor and accidentally unearthed an underground river the day digging out things  supply room.

All that was left in the bag was a few pounds of dried bear steak, and the hide, itself. The meat wood be taken to Peregrine, and the hide...

Padding over to the fifth infirmary room, the room he had so many fond memories of his favorite patient, he laid injuring of, and began gnawing a hole in the top of the black ursaline pelt. Then grabbing a pair of thick stocks he had dragged along, he shoved them on opposite sides of the infirmary door ways. Gnawing another hole on the other end of the hide, the blond teen placed the dark pelt on the according hole to the according stick. 
The entrance to infirmary five was now blocked off. 

Ash took a walk to the room he had claimed as his own on the far end of the hallway, and laid down on the dust covered rabbit, beaver, and deer hides. 
The new prisoner fell asleep for the first returning night in his cell to the sound of a dark laugh in his head. 
Dreamlessly, he rested.