Rylo sat down on a log with a cup of hot BlackTea, breathing its steaming goodness, he stared blankely at the ground. Furgonii's around him were working on there ground, and tree huts, and others sat beside him taking breaks. And where they were building was inside a wall they made for safty out of cars, scraps, and trees, with 2 bunkers on each side and Furgonii's in them keeping watch. Rylo took a sip of his tea, and thought to himself with flashbacks and visual thinking. He thought about the the 1st few months they arrived on this planet, and thought about when they would have the chance to leave.