Late afternoon framed the Outer Sector settlement in a warm, golden haze. Along the dirt pathways that grew more organized by the day, Ryker strolled side by side with his two wives, Aria and Cora.
Aria and Cora were thoroughly enchanted by how a once-desolate wasteland had transformed into a thriving, bustling settlement. Aria’s striking eyes sparkled as she marveled at the delicate handicrafts of the Rabbit clan, while Cora chuckled in delight as several Wolf-clan females greeted her with deep, respectful bows.
"Ryker, look at this!" Aria exclaimed, holding up a woven shawl spun with silver thread. "The craftsmanship is exquisite. I had no idea the outer settlement clans possessed such skill."
"That's not all, Aria," Cora added, running a finger over a detailed woodland woodcarving. "
