[h3]Jorn[/h3]

	"What a mess..." Jorn spoke aloud to himself, eyeing over the ruined building he had claimed as his shop. Though the structure itself needed a lot of work, the support beams and foundation were still in serviceable shape. Had the structure collapsed, it would've been near impossible to see it restored; or at least in a timely manner. Still, the sooner he got his workstation up, the sooner he could start supplying clothes and coats for the pack. With a heavy sigh, he'd step forward, placing his hand beneath the heavy wooden beam that barred the doorway. With an audible groan, he'd begin to righten himself, all the while lifting the dense timber from the ground.

	The act of cleaning the debris before the door would continue for awhile now, seeing dawn fast approaching. Though most of the pack had retreated to the barn, Jorn had intentionally kept himself awake to continues his efforts. He would see his station done quickly, the stubborn man pushing himself past his fatigue as he finally cleared the entrance to the building. Looking up to the sky, Jorn couldn't help but notice the brighter hue. Dawn had arrived, and he knew exactly where the leader of the pack would be. Rolling his shoulders to ease some of the built up tension, Jorn turned from his project and began his trek to the barn.[hr]	As the sight of the barn came into view, Jorn couldn't help dawn a subtle smile. Though having just escape the madness not a week before, it was good to see everyone alive and well; and working on a common cause. Sure enough, the Alpha of the pack could be seen upon the roof from where the tanner stood, causing him to chuckle under his breath as he continued moving forward.

	As the Alpha came within shouting distance, Jorn would call out to him, "Niall! Where do you need me?"