"I believe that I am prepared to take on this task," he said, "and what award do I give to the winner? We have no great reserves to give extra food."
"That's the best part," Patrick explained, and showed Garad the flag. "The prize is the honour of flying this white flag. As long as their tent is the cleanest they keep the flag."
Garad grinned. "A worthy prize indeed. Let me begin." He began touring through the tent area, muttering to himself. Then wandered off down the road.
"I hope he knows not to award the flag to us."
"I don't believe that will be an issue, today," Marisha said coming out of the tent, "but I would like it to be an issue tomorrow. We can do much better than this. Stone groaned, but Justine elbowed him.
"Set a good example."
Soon Boddi was picking up and tidying while Stone and Justine were sweeping and rearranging.