Ocean's Breath Plateau master of the house

He had caused greater upset than he had meant to.
Matteo faces away from him, appearing overwhelmed, and Raiyuk's heart goes out to him. He had not meant to be so forceful with his voice! He had never had anyone raise their voice to him and so was struck at how intense it had flowed from him, when all Matteo had done was try to help. The apology was met with reluctant acceptance.

The pile that Matteo had brought, then scattered. Raiyuk paused with what he was working on and withdrew from it, seeking the various leaves and things, to reform the pile. Once he'd assembled the mess back together he looked to his lodge-brother. I will find a use for it. Thank you.

And so he took what was left and began to fashion it in to the gaps, as intended. He worked at this for some handful of minutes before speaking again.

I hope there is enough space now. Look, there are already some pelts there—choose your favorite. He indicated the furs neatly gathered along the wall, not yet arranged for sleeping purposes. There was a fox pelt, a badger that looked worn from seasons past, and a few smaller skins.