(Sincerely hopes you all weren't waiting on me... apologies if that was the case)<br/><br/>Xi, leaning against a post and cleaning her teeth with a knife-split, peeled green stem, falls in with the pair... er, trio, staying off to one flank... not so far as to appear aloof, but not exactly close.  A lathe of poles over one shoulder, her hand hanging close by the single-bladed ax at her hip.