"I'm pretty sure today will be smoked meat," he admitted over the sound of the driving rain. "Not enough dry wood for a fire. We've only been here a few days, so we're still building shelters and trying to come up with a better plan." Lots of better plans anyway. Now that they had a council, Ken was sort of hoping that they'd be able to do a more centralized organization of labor and work together to get everyone under cover at least. "You holdin' up okay?"