revivalproject | [Open] Keeper Of The Flock

WHO: Lark, Open
WHERE: The Livestock Nursery
WHAT: Caring for the Glownies
WHEN: March 7th
WARNINGS: N/A

She had seen the news this morning, when she had gone into her communicator to send a message to invite a friend to join her at a picnic and to plan when to shear the sheep. A name, and the friend is represented, gone.

It had been a sad thing, but there would be time to be sad later. Instead Lark knew there were things to be done, and so she had summoned her strength, put on the new green robe she had recently finished, and moved to gather up her things. Time had been taken to go to the greenhouse and gather bundles of fresh mint, trimmed both from the sort she liked for tea, and also the sort the glownies liked.

Then she had gone to the structure where the animals were kept. A brief time was spent gathering tools to help care for the glownies, to gather their bundles of dried food, to get bags to fill with loose wool that might seek her out.

Only then did she step into the fields, whistling to send Little Bear out. They'd been working on this, and the wolf-hound did as he was supposed to, racing off to try and get behind the glownies to herd them to her. He wasn't great at it yet, but with time...

"Hello my sweet ones. It seems I am no responsible for you until we can find another who would love to care for you."

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"These ones do," she says, as they needed fed and watered, and this place does not provide it on its own. Perhaps if there were drones to mind them it would work, but she doubted it would come.

Noctis sighed. "How often do they need fed or looked after?" He was genuinely curious and trying to see if he and Gladio could help out.

"Fed? Daily of course. To supplement the grazing."

She doesn't know as much about tending to animals as others might, but she knows that much. "The water needs looked to twice a day in the winter."

"Right." Noctis replied, nodding his head.

He continued to dote on the hound with pets, but had to ask. "So..do you want some help with that?"

Gladio might kill him.

"Yes," Lark answered easily. "From those who might enjoy to do so. They are sweet creatures after all, and like attention."

And glow a pleasant shade. Is that a plus?

Noctis nodded. "Well that in that case I'll sign up. I'm not sure how you want to work it, but if they need fed, then I can do that."

He wasn't sure whether Gladio would want to sign up so he left that out.

Well, that's some help. She smiles and nods to him.

"Come then, let me show you where we keep their supplies."

With a last pet to the hound, Noct completely stood and followed Lark. This couldn't be too hard, considering he'd grown vegetables before, and that was a huge pain in the ass.

"Alright."

Ah but how much effort did he put into the vegetables? She heads for the shed, and of course the herd follows. They know where the the food is kept.

"The first thing to know is that you must do all you can to keep them out of the food barn. They will glut themselves and reduce our stores quickly."

Noctis couldn't help but smile at the animals following them. It reminded him of himself and the guys whenever Ignis started cooking.

After listening to Lark's instructions, there was a small laugh. "Bunch little kids sounds like."

"Oh yes, but stubborn and willing to use their weight to their advantage. That's why the door opens out. So they can't lean against it to get in."

She smiles and whistles for Little Bear, who rushes around to them and interposes himself between the glownies and the food barn. She opens the door and slips in, gesturing for Noctis to join her quickly.

The king was impressed by the hound being able to move as fast as he could and he laughed as they all got in. "That's going to be a trick I'm going to have to learn.

He was definitely going to need Gladio's help.

"I'm happy to teach it," she says with a smile. ANd lend the dog. He needed to get out more.

Once in the barn she's moving through with a large basket to start gathering feed.

"We don't give tons of mint, they would fail to eat the proper things too."

Noctis trailed behind Lark and looked around as she led them to where they needed to go. He pet the hound whenever it came near him and he stopped when she started loading the basket.

"So mint is a treat, got it."

The king nodded, committing that one to memory.

"Should I get a basket too?"

"It would make this faster. It usually takes two loads to get these little sweets fed," she answered with a smile. Which wasn't so unreasonable to believe she thought.

"There's also some salt that needs put out for them."

"Talked me into it." Noctis replied lightheartedly. So he went and got a basket, and followed her lead.

The last part had him stop a moment. "You give them salt?"

Of course she does. That's a question? She looks at him in confusion.

"The plants here don't seem to have enough of it. Many herd beasts require salt and seek it out."

He shrugged. "We don't have..things like these guys back home."

And for a minute he was glad because he was more than sure they would be eaten pretty quickly where he was from. But he wasn't going to share that thought out loud.

"Neither do we," she laughs. They were so different from any herd animals she knew. "But I am learning. I believe the Agricultural datapoint has some knowledge of them but..."

She would not take it. It would hurt too much to have so much knowledge that Rosie would ache for.

Noct sighed. He was so busy studying the plants and animals to eat, that he didn't take much note of what they needed to survive.

"We'll figure it out."

They will. She smiles.

"I suppose we shall. I suppose I can ask young Thomas if he has learned anything."

Or anyone really.

"Alright, let me know what you find out."

And for a moment he decided that looking after these little guys was far better than planting and growing vegetables any day.

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