Blazing a Trail
25th of Winter, 514 A.V.
It had been three days since the procession had left Taloba. One cow Tskanna (Saya) led the procession, four of a fang flanking her, one scout ahead. One bull Tskanna (Reibo) took up the rear, another four of the same fang flanking him, and four Tskanna trainers hung somewhere between the two beasts, sometimes flitting here and there to to tend to them, the procession stopping for a bell at a time to allow both Tskanna to forage before moving on, not pausing their trek till it was fully dark, and starting it as soon as the landscape lightened even a degree.
For Quzon it would be the first time he had been assigned on a long term assignment like this since he began work at the yard. He had accompanied the Tskanna before, but only in routine maintenance around the edges of the walls, keeping up on the Kudze vines and other fauna that threatened to destroy the range of view that the Myrians lorded over any who would dare approach the city.
The pace was hard, but all were used to the rigors of the military in some way or another. Though there had been a bit of hunting, everyone (save the Tskanna) were outfitted with enough supplies to last both on the journey there and back.
The work itself was quite simple. Two Tskanna following each other along a path generally outlined by one of the workers, the scout making sure they followed it, trampled everything they passed over, creating a clear discernible trail to follow. This was the first step, widening the path that was already at least slightly there. They would pause for the bell of break at particularly dense sections, allowing the Tskanna to trim back somewhat. This process would also be repeated on the return home. It was not the fastest way to make clear trails, but even one time with these two Tskanna would make a lasting path for future fangs traveling to the Basin, whether to cross it to reach the barricade, or ply trades such as fishing, gathering, or hunting. This trail, still not fully recovered from the resurgence during the Djed Storm, was important to the entirety of Taloba. Soon it would be tread upon by many feet going to gather Winter Fruits that fed off of the Basin's water source, reinforcing the trail with sporadic Tskanna care and sheer activity.
At Midday they took their first bell break at a rather thorny copse of bushes, kudzu vines, ferns, and other foliage that obscured the path the scout had been laying out for them. Hayti of the Night was present just as she had been upon the day he had gotten a job at the Training Yard, and directed her fellow workers easily as always.
"Rekti make sure that Saya gets some water, at the stream nearby before we go. Quzon just watch Reibo around the thorns, if he gets his nose scratched he'll be a nightmare for the rest of the trip. Trait..." Her voice faded away as she turned from the half Myrian to direct the others.
And so it was. The fang fanned out, reclining against trees and keeping watch while the two Tskanna got to eat.
25th of Winter, 514 A.V.
It had been three days since the procession had left Taloba. One cow Tskanna (Saya) led the procession, four of a fang flanking her, one scout ahead. One bull Tskanna (Reibo) took up the rear, another four of the same fang flanking him, and four Tskanna trainers hung somewhere between the two beasts, sometimes flitting here and there to to tend to them, the procession stopping for a bell at a time to allow both Tskanna to forage before moving on, not pausing their trek till it was fully dark, and starting it as soon as the landscape lightened even a degree.
For Quzon it would be the first time he had been assigned on a long term assignment like this since he began work at the yard. He had accompanied the Tskanna before, but only in routine maintenance around the edges of the walls, keeping up on the Kudze vines and other fauna that threatened to destroy the range of view that the Myrians lorded over any who would dare approach the city.
The pace was hard, but all were used to the rigors of the military in some way or another. Though there had been a bit of hunting, everyone (save the Tskanna) were outfitted with enough supplies to last both on the journey there and back.
The work itself was quite simple. Two Tskanna following each other along a path generally outlined by one of the workers, the scout making sure they followed it, trampled everything they passed over, creating a clear discernible trail to follow. This was the first step, widening the path that was already at least slightly there. They would pause for the bell of break at particularly dense sections, allowing the Tskanna to trim back somewhat. This process would also be repeated on the return home. It was not the fastest way to make clear trails, but even one time with these two Tskanna would make a lasting path for future fangs traveling to the Basin, whether to cross it to reach the barricade, or ply trades such as fishing, gathering, or hunting. This trail, still not fully recovered from the resurgence during the Djed Storm, was important to the entirety of Taloba. Soon it would be tread upon by many feet going to gather Winter Fruits that fed off of the Basin's water source, reinforcing the trail with sporadic Tskanna care and sheer activity.
At Midday they took their first bell break at a rather thorny copse of bushes, kudzu vines, ferns, and other foliage that obscured the path the scout had been laying out for them. Hayti of the Night was present just as she had been upon the day he had gotten a job at the Training Yard, and directed her fellow workers easily as always.
"Rekti make sure that Saya gets some water, at the stream nearby before we go. Quzon just watch Reibo around the thorns, if he gets his nose scratched he'll be a nightmare for the rest of the trip. Trait..." Her voice faded away as she turned from the half Myrian to direct the others.
And so it was. The fang fanned out, reclining against trees and keeping watch while the two Tskanna got to eat.