Mingly

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Sheep
WHERE:Where ever
WHEN: Evening 60 - Morning 61

[WHAT A DAY HUH? At least by evening the rain starts to let up, and it is noticeably not as cold as it has been. It's a good night for doing whatever, or maybe you're doing dream shit, I'm not your mom.

In the morning, some will notice that along with the storm, there are also no longer patches of snow fluffies, and any snow still on the ground is starting to melt. Additionally, little by little, more wildlife is popping back up in the meadow and forest. With the cold snap gone, it looks like the wildlife scarcity is disappearing, too.

In the cafeteria, there is a small breakfast waiting for those who care for it: coffee or hot cocoa, orange juice, plum tarts, and omelettes made with fish. There is also a banner:

HAPPY ACTUALLY TWO MONTHS IN THE PASTURE SORRY I CAN'T COUNT IGNORE THE OTHER ONE FROM LIKE A COUPLE WEEKS AGO

anyway how yall doing]

Comments

[poisonista]

[ Having some juice and tarts. ]

I suppose I can't complain about a free breakfast. Though it's been 18 days for me.

[ And he's accomplished... something. Who knows. ]

[aididitmyway]

I can't tell if that's better or worse than the two months.

[putting down a basket of various grapes and kiwis, she's always putting that stuff out every morning]

[poisonista]

Considering I still have no idea what I'm supposed to care about here when others have it handled, I'd like to think I'm doing decently.

Sorry for the trauma, though. It's somewhat new.

[ Ha, ha? ]

[aididitmyway]

I'm jealous of all the new trauma, mine's all old and boring.

Honestly, I've been here the whole time and I still barely know what's going on.

[poisonista]

Oh please, I'm sure you can put a brilliant new spin on it.

Though your brave face seems to have improved with some happiness, Miss Lyra.

[aididitmyway]

I'm sure I can too, but that doesn't mean I want to.

And it better have! You don't want to see what it was like about a week in. Being a shepherd was bad for me.

[poisonista]

My, you were a Shepherd? Did it really go so badly?

[rugpull]

But yer doin' great!

[poisonista]

How can I not when you're doing so much to keep me comfortable?

[rugpull]

...did I do something?

[poisonista]

Oh you've done plenty, my dear. Look at how engaging you are with everyone.

[rugpull]

Ya mean the parties? S'just the kinda work I gotta do here.

[poisonista]

And you do it quite well, to everyone's benefit. Why I daresay even your troublesome antics are useful- without you eating those mushrooms, people wouldn't have known what they do. To look at it positively.

Not that I've been able to make heads or tails of this place since I arrived, but I'm "vibing".

[finalbows]

_{you've really been here that long already...? How long was I asleep...?}

[poisonista]

The Sleeping Beauty awakens. Fruit or tart?

[finalbows]

This takes maintenance, after all. The latter!

[poisonista]

[ Gives tart, not the lion version. ]

You could just use moisturizer. Your face doesn't seem to need more than that.

Anything come of your sleep, then? Seems like something strange always happens here where it comes to dreaming.

1/2

[finalbows]

The trick is in a certain kind of barrier spell.

2/2

[finalbows]

_{[ ...but he pauses at the question, and absently twirls his fork as he thinks... ]}

It's likely not, but...

...Have you ever heard of a woman in this pasture named Sugar?

[jerkalope]

You could, it would just be super tacky.

That said, continental breakfast for two month anniversaries aren't exactly a winsome effort.

[poisonista]

I could hardly afford to be tacky, even without fans to impress here. But I can appreciate a meal where we would otherwise have to make more of an effort for one.

[ Pats the seat next to him. ]

What would you like?

[jerkalope]

[ hops up and gestures with his horns to the fruit in the back]

Hey, thanks~

And seems like you've got a fan here already. Or does Apple count as more of an accomplice?

[damegane]

No kidding. Though, it seems like our barn's the one struggling the most when it comes to food.

[That's not his current problem tho, he's enjoying a cup of coffee while he studies from a textbook from the library.]

[adorabrawler]

Don't worry, your two months will come soon.

[heavyliesthecrown]

[Crescendo's plate is piled high as he munches on some of the food.]

Somehow, it feels like much longer than two months, to be honest.