Rabbit stew, for two?

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POSTED: Mon Apr 02, 2018 4:24 pm

Jura stood in her garden, head tilted up to the late afternoon sun and closed her eyes, breathing in the fresh spring air. She needed to gather some firewood, which she knew wouldn't be difficult. In her kitchen sat her catch from the day, a spring shoot gorged rabbit. Some water filled her pot, ready for a stew to be made. It would be pretty bland without any herbs, but she couldn't do much about that right now.

Stretching her arms up above her head, Jura turned and quickly walked through her little farmhouse and out into the heart of Winterwynd, hoping to wander down to the river and collect some driftwood for her fire. Hopefully some would be dry from the day's sun, although she'd better pick up the pace if the rain pregnant clouds sweeping towards the village were truthful.

They were. By the time Jura made it to the river and back, wood clutched against her chest to keep it as dry as she could. Any peace she'd felt out in her garden before her trek was thoroughly drowned by her drenched fur. Grumbling, Jura dumped the wood into the fireplace and started sparking kindling to get it going, feeding it with grumpy huffs.
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POSTED: Tue Apr 03, 2018 5:27 pm

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The air was getting warmer, the freshness of spring having arrived with the coming of a new moon. The mottled girl wandered through the landscape she called home, nearly two months older than she had been when she arrived in this strange new land. At nearly ten months old, Saga was indistinguishable from an adult in all but size. Her runty nature would, as it seemed, plague her forever. Not that she cared, she was more than capable of taking care of herself even with a size disadvantage. She ate sparingly, and rabbits filled her up plenty, so there was little point in taking down larger prey, even if she could.

Spring had bought rain with it too. Heavy droplets rained down upon the feral girl as she made her usual patrol. Ferality gave her some protection against the rain, not in the sense that it kept her any drier, but in the way being soaked to the bone bothered her so little. The mottled girl took deep, thankful, breaths of the chilly spring air, and eventually it brought the thick scent of charred kindle with it. Intrigued, she followed it and soon enough, she came upon a familiar face...

'Jura!', Saga greeted warmly, 'How're you settling in?'

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POSTED: Tue Apr 17, 2018 1:29 pm

Just as the fire began to really roar, the fur around her hands steaming from the heat it filled the room with, a friendly face appeared at the door. Jura grinned and beckoned Saga in, the younger female's thick coat drenched.

"Well, there's a face I haven't seen in a little while. Come in and warm up." Jura's kitchen was a bit barren but served it's purpose well enough. The snowy female had cleared and cleaned it out as best she could when she'd first inhabited her little farmhouse, so she wasn't purseproud or embarrassed to let visitors come in and out freely.

"I've settled in okay, so far." she said with a humorous glint to her eye. Although she hadn't been a social butterfly since being accepted into the Vale, she hadn't shied away from encounters either. She should probably make a bit more effort though, she thought. "How've you been, Saga?" Jura asked, rising from her crouch to start slicing up her rabbit where it sat on the oak table, readying it for the stew.
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POSTED: Wed Apr 18, 2018 3:03 pm

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As nonplussed by the rain as she was, she welcomed the opportunity of shelter. Nodding a further greeting to the pale woman, Saga took wide, graceful steps into the kitchen, fighting the urge to shake the beads of water from her coat like a feral dog. Bright eyes surveyed the room, one she'd never been in before, and complimented her companion, 'You've made a nice home here'. Whether the kitchen was or was not well kitted out, Saga had no idea. Still rooted in her feral form, she had no need for such facilities in her own shack slash den. Most importantly, it was tidy, a far cry perhaps from when the cook had first moved in.

Smiling warmly at Jura, Saga let her head bounce up and down in polite nod, 'Good, good'. Jura wasn't an overly social soul, and outside of her duties and craving for information, neither was Saga particularly. Chartreuse eyes watched the cook rise and begin to prepare the meat for her meal, rabbit, Saga was glad to see. 'I've been good' she replied, a brief answer, for she hadn't really much to report back. Since Jura joined, her days had remained very much the same.

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