Philip
Sonja was used to sleeping outdoors, but tents were not something she was accustomed to using. More typically, she slept in a bed of green grass, under a quilt of bright stars. However, the Ursinoid certainly understood the value of having a portable shelter, especially during temperamental weather. The flat area Sivne had singled out seemed suitable for just such an encampment. She gave her fellow Beastkin a small nod of approval, before stepping off the road after her.

Though not having much in terms of belongings, beyond what could fit a simple sack or hang from her belt, Sonja was not content to sit by while others did work. After setting the few things she did have to the side, she went over to help Sivne set up her tent. Though admittedly, what help the brawny bear woman could provide was limited by the extent of instructions provided to her. The only tents she had ever made were makeshift ones—no where near as fancy as the fancy canvas and rope contraptions they had here.
Norma
Carlyn was making herself quite at home on the grass, stomach to the floor and her chin rested on her arms while she watched the two of them attempt to set up a tent. She was smart enough not to even offer her help — she would just get in the way, and she knew that. Initially, she had planned to give her aid to the building of the tent, but as soon as she saw the multitude of items and, moreover, Sonja struggling to provide help, she decided against it.

 So for now, she *Was* Contempt to lay there and watch, her tail wagging to a slow rhythm in her mind. Occasionally, that song would slip out in a quiet and brief hum of a few notes. It was difficult to pinpoint any melody, and perhaps it was one of her own. If they asked her to help, she most definitely would, but for the moment she didn't want to be a bother.
Jennifer
*Luckily Sivne didn't get annoyed and directed Sonja in how to help. The tent was quite easy to put up and would be quickly finished. The tent itself looked like it could probably fit two normal sized people, but probably only one Sivne and maybe one other if they didn't mind squeezing in. She grunted out.* "..Mmh. You have tents don't you? Been camping before?" *She looked between the two of them, her hands on her hips.*
Philip
The instructions from Sivne came as a relief to Sonja. Despite a few hiccups along the way, soon the work was done and the tent was constructed. With this task accomplished, she staked out a flat spot of grass next to her bag, where she would presumably be sleeping, and sat down with her legs crossed. The brawny bear woman cast a glance towards Carlyn with her icy blue eyes, perhaps only now consciously noticing that they chosen to sit things out, but this realization didn't seem to bother her.

At the question, Sonja turned her gaze back to Sivne and paused a moment. What counted as camping? Did you need a tent for that? Or did it merely consist of constructing a campsite? One of her bear ears twitched. After a few moments of silent pondering, the Beastkin hunter shrugged, and slowly spoke up in a low tone. "Camping, sure. Not usually in a tent."
Jennifer
"Mm. Buy one with the bounty money after then." *She suggested as she scraped out some ground with her hoof for a campfire. She grabbed some rocks and set them up in a circle so she could start work on getting the kindling. She snapped off some wood and sat outside her tent, scraping off the wood for some tinder.* "First time?" *She idly asked.*
Philip
The idea of purchasing a tent didn't particularly appeal to Sonja. But she supposed it would be practical. She nodded slowly in response to the suggestion, internally wondering how much something of this nature might cost. Her thoughts were interrupted by the question. The Beastkin woman paused a moment, then tilted her head to the side, gazing quizzically at Sivne with her icy blue eyes. "First time?" She repeated, as if uncertainly what her companion was referring to.