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The diverse group stood at the ready, waiting for Ulilohi's instructions. Hadley was a craftsman, not a farmer. He didn't have the skill necessary to be able to truly help with this project. That certainly wasn't going to stop him from trying though. He smiled at the leader's cheerful greeting. His presence was welcomed, even if he wasn't a tribe member like the other wolves were. Glancing over Hadley did his best to be polite to the animals running around, knowing they were spirits of some sort. Talking to small animals never had been a strong point for him, especially as they'd never talked back, and certainly not with the intelligence these ones displayed.
Shrugging his shoulders Hadley looked over the horses. They were fairly strong, good for work. Hadley had seen Dixie and Wayne harness the horses up a few times, but they had never plowed. Been used for pulling boulders, wagons, and other items, but not that. Hesitantly he spoke up, suggesting the partial idea. Perhaps they're attached like they would be to a wagon, then guided? That could work. He didn't know that it would leave the plow dragging behind instead of turning up the ground.
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