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[smithofwainola]

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*gestures for Michael to tie his horse and start helping with leaning long logs into the crooks of trees to create impromptu fencing*

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[tinydragoon]

Michael does so and moves to grab a log. "How many are there?"

[smithofwainola]

Seven; more are in the orchards-- *hefts a particularly large log up to rest against the lowest bough of an oak tree*

[tinydragoon]

Michael can't match that so he takes a much smaller log and tries to find a small tree.

[smithofwainola]

*waves at the structure* It doesn't need to be perfect. I will build much better fencing when the cottage has been finished. *thus far, it still lacks about a quarter of the walling and a roof*

[tinydragoon]

"Alright."

[smithofwainola]

*so they'll work in silence for a while, until the fence has no gaps low and large enough that the sheep can escape--Ilmarinen is at this point holding a hand to his ribs, because the cut Michael gave him is aching* How would you keep your horse housed here?

[tinydragoon]

Michael thinks. "Are there wolves about?"

[smithofwainola]

I have seen just one--and well-fed; it would shun the homes of people.

[tinydragoon]

"Good. I guess it's alright if I just let him roam. He'll be smart enough to know that this is where home is."

[smithofwainola]

We will soon have our home finished; then we can build fence and stable.

[tinydragoon]

"That sounds good. Where are we putting the deer?"

[smithofwainola]

In the stable, with the horse. *grins*

[tinydragoon]

"Do you think they'll get on?"

[smithofwainola]

If they don't, we soon will teach them.

[tinydragoon]

"...How?"

[smithofwainola]

Bring them closer every day, then, when they have grown used to grazing near each other, pen them together.