We Built this...Ranch?
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  • Setting: Throughout the day of the 30th
  • Location: Between the Miki and Suki rivers

  • Form: Optime; no trophies


  • The morning of this day could not come soon enough and undeniably the Issor was glad for it. The predawn morning was greeted with elation for what was to come as well as optimistic expectations for the longterm rewards. Though she would not be the only one to rise in this early morning, X’yrin certainly felt she would be wearing the brightest expression even though her eyes still desired sleep. But sleep would be her reward for fulfilling the day’s tasks… and what a rest she would have.

    Leaving quiet instruction with her charge, she hurriedly began preparing for the day. It had become routine while in the Optime form to fashion her hair into a fairly high knot to keep it out of the way while she worked and trained. And for her bangs, she created a headband of stretched white marten fur to keep them from falling her eyes, having yet to find reason in lopping off the unruly tresses. In her daily preparations, she felt no need to adorn her trophies nor thoroughly groom herself other than the quick rasp with a bone comb. She was bound to get messy with that was planned for today. And if she didn’t…well… it only meant she hadn’t worked hard enough.

    To little Zeus she whispered a promise to return later in the day and placed an gentle kiss on his head. Her absence would not be for too long, she promised him, and later in the afternoon she would take him out to stretch his legs. Once the little one understood and returned to sleep, she left the inner chambers of the cave to the communal dens to wake her Family. For once the dens did not stink of animal filth, but the scent was not all the way gone. It would with time, but for now it was bearable given that the remnants of the livestock had been cleaned out days before. She was able to step sure-footedly, walking from den to den with gentle awakenings for those that still slept. Leaving them to rise and begin their commissioned tasks, she went to find Asgeir to assist with transporting the wood.

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