Granra simply tossed and rolled through out most of the construction within the camp.. Waking up at the point were he was pounding the stakes into the ground she balled up her fist and rubbed her eyes, yawning slightly she hopped out of the bike... Striding weakly towards Scar speaking up slightly.. This time not in the deep voice she usually forced.. "Mmm, can I go to sleep in there or is that only for you..?" She said with a mutter.... With the response of any given answer she simply sat down in the grass.. Waiting for him to finish.<br/><br/>Once done she stood, attempting to enter the tent. If denied entry she balled up her fist slightly, though backed down due to the fact she was ungeared and simply went back to the bike to sleep.. Throwing a small blanket she found over her.. Though only the size of a Goblin.. If permitted she looked around to see the inside... Was it a Goblin tent with all the cool tricked out stuff.. Or a regular tent? Either way she made her way to the sleeping back and looked around.. It only fit one, were was she gonna sleep.<br/><br/><b>"Scar, this sleeping bag only fits one you know.."</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>