[06:08] SolaraLove: The day began as anyother day did in Rondvik...the sound of chickens running from bonds...wood being cut...fires roaring for the days roasts, and hearty laughter from the village Jarls.
Solara...after cleaning out her Jarls hut made her way to the bakery to find two metal buckets. Today she would gather much milk as cheese and butter had been slowly decreasing.
[06:13] SolaraLove: She looked about unable to find any buckets though there had been a metal vessel she was sure would suit the milking needs. upon entering the stables, the scent of hay and animals greeted her nostrils....trails of bosk dung decorating the floors.
[06:16] SolaraLove: solara approached the bosk boldly..her favorite bosk she had secretly named better...an earth name she had loved since her Flintstones days as a child on earth. She placed the metal vessel beneath the bosk and rest her gentle palm against its fur...soothing the bosk slightly, hoping that she wa sin a good mood today.
[06:19] SolaraLove: Once betty had calmed enough, solara took it's udders into her hands and began squeezing and pulling gently...her eyes peaking up at better every now and then. She had not been milked all week therefore she was fully ready to provide an abundance. after what seemed like a minute, white drops of the warm liquid began to drip out..following a lively spray of milk into the metal vessel.
[06:25] SolaraLove: solara grinned in victory as her vessel slowly began to fill up. Just as the vessel was half full solara peaked over her shoulders to the sound of hurried foot steps. In both hands kyna approached carrying two metal buckets. she had been harvesting herself and now she returned them to get more milk.
"aha!" solara gestured.."I was wondering what became of those!" she grinned turning about to finish milk the bosk.
[06:26] SolaraLove: "Aye lara.." kyna continued..."There nay be anough buckets round here" she chuckled, placing the buckets down near solara and gracefully bouncing off to continue her own chores. The vessel was now filled...solara reached over and took a metal cucket filling it just the same. she hummed softly...as one or two times betty had fussed.
[06:28] SolaraLove: Again she did the same for the other bucket, and as all the vessels were now filled with milk, solara gave the bosk a warm caress with her hand and began carring the milks away. half to storage and half to the baking for churrning and cooking.
[06:30] SolaraLove: Solara was now in the bakery..washing her hands thoroughly and looking about. the day before she had decorated the bakery with fresh cakes and pastries...and in mystery all had disappeared. "Either our Jarls are hungry men...or the ghosts have moved in with us" solara whispered before laughing to herself.
With that, she carried on to begin setting out food and churning butter.
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