Shurkroat had made is way to a fallen log and sat down quietly listening to the others chatting. He was kind of observing them like they were strange creatures. From what he could tell some of them had had a much harder day than him and were about to head to sleep. Syncing up his sleep cycle with theirs would be the best plan, as there is safety in numbers and planned to continue to travel with them.<br/><br/>"Resting sounds like a pleasant notion. Does anyone have some bedding I could use for the evening?"