Waking early with the rising of the sun, the golden librarian had dragged herself out of her bed, bleary eyes roaming around her room once before falling onto the bed, a soft smile upon her lips as she sighted her five small companions, sprawled out all around her. That certainly explained why no matter what she couldn't get comfortable at least. Propping herself up a fraction she plucked Leo off her stomach and placed the kitten to her side, laughing lightly as he opened his eyes only to stretch, take a few steps here and there and settle down again.
Wriggling her way free from the mass of animals and blankets she rose onto two paws, stretching and yawning as she made her way out into the main room of her hill house, pausing before the shattered mirror that was mounted on the wall opposing the main door, making quick work to fiddle with her dreads and draw them up and away from the back of her neck.
Appearance sorted she back tracked softly into her bedroom, scooping the two pheasants up she took them and placed them inside their pen, making sure the lock was secure; it wasn't her ideal way of treating them, seeing them more as friends then pets or livestock, but the two birds had destroyed more then enough of her house and more certainly proven themselves as untrustworthy and so she was left with no choice. Cabbage, Pumpkin and Leo were more well behaved and she had yet to come across anything that concerned her enough to not leave them free to roam.
Checking that all the windows and doors were smugly shut she left to the work site, pausing just outside of the site where many had already gathered and begun working, ocean eyes instantly falling upon her dark knight, a sly, satisfied smile spreading across black lips as she watched him work. Nothing wrong watching his muscles stretch and flex, but there was a limit to how long she could stop and admire the show. Winding her way between everyone she acquired her own shovel and fell in place beside Nier, bumping her hip into his with a playful laugh, he way of saying welcome for the day. Greetings over, she turned her attention to the work and struck the shovel into the ground and began to crack on with the task at hand.
Photo courtesy of Analog Weapon, texture by SweettEmottion
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