Kust & Kotelok
Kotelok
You ever notice how the wind changes direction at that ridge? I swear there's a hidden path that keeps shifting. Want to try finding it together, or would you just keep cataloguing the bark?
Kust
I’ve noted the ridge’s gusts for weeks; they’re a stubborn puzzle. I could follow the shift, but my catalog of bark has a tighter schedule. Maybe I’ll sketch the pattern and you can chase the path—just don’t expect me to abandon the trees.
Kotelok
Sounds like a good trade— you keep the bark charts, I chase the wind trail. Just don’t let the trees get bored and start a rebellion.
Kust
Fine, but only if you promise to bring a compass and a notebook for the trail. And keep the trees quiet; they tend to make noise when I’m not looking.
Kotelok
Got it, compass in the bag, notebook ready, and a quiet‑taming playlist for the trees. If they start a bark‑concert, I’ll just say “next time, let’s schedule a tree‑vacation.”
Kust
I'll keep the bark charts tidy, you chase the shifting wind, and if the trees start a bark‑concert, I'll just log it as a reminder to schedule a tree‑vacation next time.
Kotelok
Sounds like a plan—let’s keep the logs clean and the wind in check. I’ll be the compass‑holder, you’ll be the bark‑boss. Ready when you are.
Kust
Sounds good—logs stay tidy, wind stays in check, compass held steady, bark stays catalogued. I’ll be ready when you are, just keep an eye on those trees.