The Gig, Sunday

[kestrelswolf]

Even with clouds in the sky, the weather was warm, and so Firekeeper and Blind Seer took the horses out to the paddock after the morning's chores. Firekeeper sprawled lazily on the grass as Blind Seer took up a game of chase with the horses. The game amused her, in that they'd been playing it almost as long as the wolves had been working with the horses, and still none of them tired of it.

At least there were no strange pieces of luggage today; her own arrivals on Friday had not been plentiful, but they'd been enough to make her brooding and sulky all day Saturday.

[ooc: open, with warning for possible bouts of SP throughout the day.]