Over the weeks the days on board had turned somewhat routine. There had been no more fights or divisions between the clan. Well, no divisions anyway. There was no way to avoid disagreements and arguments when you threw people together into a cramped space. The Beck was huge, but it was still a flying tin can, and even with only half the ship full, space seemed to shrink some days.

Runa spent most of her days helping teach. The other half of her days she was on the comms or working on projects for the Oed school system. Runa had created a routine of story time at 1900 every night for the children. It was something that would be easy to continue, no matter how harsh the land was. Everyone was welcome, and most came, children or not, because gathering together was reassuring.

Today though there was no school, no children, no pressing needs that needed her attention. That’s what she told herself anyway. She was carrying knots from her shoulders down to the small of her back. First she was going to soak in the hottest water she could stand, and then she was going down to see about their four legged clan members. Cpt Grek had helped them move things about, and they know had plenty of room to exercise and ride the horses. That meant they were calmer and there was less behavior issues. Stormwhite was still being a pain in her arse though.

Runa