Chipping away at some grey stones that were used for the arrows Caldon couldn't get Lyall out of his head, would she want to become his mate? Over and over that question would rise in his mind. Leaving his hearth he went looking for Lyall, he found her outside the cave tending to some chores, he watched her for some time, she must have felt him there as she turned and smiled and waved, he smiled and waved back.<br/><br/>The wind had changed direction and a chill ran through Caldon's body as he walked back into the cave, "maybe I should start to make a cover for the entrance to keep the wind out as it will soon be winter," he thought to himself. Covering myself with a loose fur he decided to go out and collect some long staves to join together then place furs over it and make the cover, picking up his axe and his sling he walked out of the cave towards the plains below.<br/><br/>Caldon knew of a small copse nearby that would have just what he needed. On reaching the copse he started to chop at the long straight branches, but he had the strangest feeling that he was being watched and kept stopping to look around but couldn't see anyone, it was long before he had enough branches, then tying them together with a couple thongs, Caldon carried his staves back to the cave.