[h3]Jorn[/h3]

	Jorn merely nodded as he was given his assignment, turning his head to look upon the one the Alpha had to referred to as 'Aden'. Though not unfamiliar with the boy, this was the first time he had any close dealings with the Omega. Still, this is what Niall requested of his Beta, so Jorn turned and began his departure to find the furnishings for the abode. He made it a point to check the stockpiles, finding only simple chairs and a moderately sized table- all wooden of course. Whether this was the work of the local carpenter, or the result of trade with the humans- Jorn didn't really consider. Rather, he'd stack one chair atop of the other before hoisting them onto his shoulder. Though still feeling the effects of his labors just a short while ago, Jorn merely groaned as he settled the furniture and made an attempt to pick up the table. Rolling it over onto side, and placing his hand on the under side of one of the legs; the tanner lifted the hefty structure from the ground. Compared to the lifting he had done before, this was nothing; but it was enough to cause him to walk with some caution, returning to the cabin at a slower pace than he had departed.

	Despite his age, the Beta was built to last. Having been the pack's heavy lifter for some time now, he could be seen lifting and hauling heavy loads that many others would strain to even raise from the ground. It was for this reason that he made it a point to carry on his efforts when others would rest. The more he was able to accomplish on his own, the less his Alpha and the rest of the pack would have to deal with. It was a hard job, and it did take it's toll on the man; but he never once complained.

	As he passed by the barn, he couldn't help but hear the distinct sounds of a familiar snore. Grinning slightly to himself, the man would set the furniture down softly in the snow- taking great care to make as little noise as possible. Slowly, he'd lightly tread over the thresh-hold of the barn, his head peaking inside to see the origin. Sure enough, the pup known as Tyrone was there napping, with his mother nowhere in sight. Shaking his head with a slight chuckle of amusement, Jorn made his way quietly to the boy's side before kneeling.

	"You going to sleep all morning?" Jorn questioned, lightly patting the boy's shoulder.

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