Charcoal ran through the field pushing large logs with his head and front legs. He accumulated a large pile over time. He then dug a circle in the ground that had a 5 feet radius and was 1 and a half feet deep. He then slowly knocked the timber into place in the trench, until a full wall -except for one part which wood serve as a door- had been made. He then ran back across the field and grabbed palm tree branches with his mouth. After much tedious labor he had put together a roofed hut that was stable and stood at around five feet tall, which was suitable for him being a houndour and all. He set up a fire pit and made a fire, whose smoke went out of a hole he had left on top. Relaxed, Charcoal went to find some food. On the way he ran into a Fenniken, a torkoal, and a Litwick who all looked a little uncomfortable next their fire. Knowing it would be cold that night, Charcoal decided to invite them to his improvised hut, as he figured there would be enough room and that they might share with him some food. " Hey! You guys not want to sleep out in the open? If you want I made a hut not to far away that you three can stay in!"