Urza: ... *Finishes surgical inspection of the now-dissected creautre.* Yes, it's best that we do so. These beasts seem to have muscles built for ground-based worked, not for high jumping or anything... I can get started, if you want me to.
"Galen nodded. I got up, off my knees, and walked off to a low, small tree, with thick branches. I lit up my plasma blade and sliced down through the tree branches. After I had gotten a small bundle, I hoisted them up into the tree, one by one. I climbed on up, and sliced them out inot boards. I laid them out in a criss-cross pattern, making a floor. About an hour had passed, and a light drizzle had begun. Ivan looked ready, but a little drained. Nika was tired out, and Galen was still fresh, helping me out."
Urza: Ivan, can you get started on the walls? Galen, work out the ceiling, and I'll keep expanding the floor. Jack, keep an eye out. Er... Miss?... Whatever your name is, get some rest. You look like you need it.
Galen: It won't work, the tree won't support the weight of the house and all of us.
Urza: ... I can cut down some branches and create beams...
Ivan: No, still won't work. Not enough weight spread.
Urza: ... Guess I volunteer for first watch then. I can bunk out on the ground.
"I got back to working out the flooring, spreading it out, cutting the neccessary branches, thickening the trunk."