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[chasseurdebeaute]

WHO: Bluebell & anyone
WHERE: Bluebell barn
WHEN: Day 12, later morning

[WOW PHEW, TEMPO COULD HAVE GOTTEN SKINNED--if it were a construct that had skin... Thank goodness Chord and Tempo have been returned safely and relatively unharmed. Definitely time to chill--or more probably find ways to put something together to fuss on other flocks.

Rubato has been keeping busy with various things and already brought back a prize yesterday for Bluebell, with the intention to deliver a share to each flock at some point also. THIS morning, he missed the commotions because he was out very early on a self-appointed mission to begin domesticating some wildlife. He is now crouched next to Bluebell's hen hutch, warbling quietly, having a chat with some shy huddled quails he lured into his clutches brought back.

Visitors please watch your step as there is now a nearly completed 6ft deep, 8ft wide trench that encircles Bluebell's barn......]

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[heavyliesthecrown]

I do not know how to bake or cook. But if you show me what to do, I shall expertly execute a proper donut. ♪

[featherduster]

Well then, buckle up, grasshopper! Today you're gonna learn!

[heavyliesthecrown]

I am clever and a quick learner. Tell me where to begin, sensei.

[featherduster]

[ Pointing to the cattail 'dough' ]

We gotta start by molding those into shape, to get ready to fry 'em. Like this--

[ Demonstrating the DONUTIFICATION procedure ]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ after ensuring his hands are clean, he nods, reaching for some cattail dough himself.]

Like this, then?

[ At least he follows directions well.]

It feels so strange beneath one's fingers.