A Little Advice
Dec 1, 2008 18:49:14 GMT -5
Post by Cinna the Penguin on Dec 1, 2008 18:49:14 GMT -5
Oliver was walking through District 4, the fishing district. As he was from District 9, the hunting district, and the most recgognizable figure there, he had been sent here to talk to some of the leaders about some sort of food sharing plan. Apparantly District 9 would get more fish in exchange for District 4 getting more meat.
The district had seemed quite interesting to Oliver thus far, the small cottages along beautiful lake shores, the stars reflecting on the glassy water by night. He could see why the rest of District 9 Commitee really was jelauos he gat to come here on buisness.
It was about noon now, Oliver was assuming, since the sun was almost directly overhead. The lakes were spotted with both men and women fishing. Another thing Oliver liked about this society was that the women weren't just pushed aside. They worked every bit as hard as the men.
He was headed towards Town Hall, where the District 4 Commitee met every week. They would talk about the details of this food plan and hopefully come to a decision today. Oliver wasn't fond of politics, and he wanted to see as much of District 4 as possible.
The district had seemed quite interesting to Oliver thus far, the small cottages along beautiful lake shores, the stars reflecting on the glassy water by night. He could see why the rest of District 9 Commitee really was jelauos he gat to come here on buisness.
It was about noon now, Oliver was assuming, since the sun was almost directly overhead. The lakes were spotted with both men and women fishing. Another thing Oliver liked about this society was that the women weren't just pushed aside. They worked every bit as hard as the men.
He was headed towards Town Hall, where the District 4 Commitee met every week. They would talk about the details of this food plan and hopefully come to a decision today. Oliver wasn't fond of politics, and he wanted to see as much of District 4 as possible.
