Ronan

Lydia and Ronan collected firewood throughout the forest for their winter supply. They had a shelter constructed that would protect them from the worst of the elements.

It wasn’t like staying warm with the pack but what choice did they have?

“This is such a waste of time,” Lydia snarled, throwing her bundle of logs on the ground.

Ronan scoffed. “Yes, it is a waste of time to make sure we have enough firewood to keep from freezing.”

“That’s ...