Summer Day 7, 516 AV
Late Afternon
Late Afternon
Naiya hefted the first of the two products that needed to come home. The pot she carried was fairly large, but running towards empty the cheese inside needing to be used today, and since it had not sold, it would supplement her dinner. She might have carried two but for the rounding of her belly. The extra caution she took kept her hands too high to see over a second pot. It was a blessing in disguise, however, because it kept her from balancing the weight against wounds, and prevented her from putting too much weight on her newly healed ankle.
She didn't have to go far, the pavilion that housed her store only just outside the implied boundary of home. The proximity was built of practicality, the herd could be watched by the pavilion, yet still worked with while she minded the shop. She deposited the pot beside the fire, moving back to the shop with a pace that minded both her condition and the lull of the warm evening.
The second was a cask, nearly full with milk in need of either stirring or skimming. It was perhaps a few days old, and wouldn't last much longer. It would go in their breakfast in the morning, and the fresh milk of the evening could replace it. She didn't move it far, just to the outside of the pavilion so that she could close things up.
A waterskin filled the vessel that held the sample product, the jar lids sliding tightly into place on each one. A cloth draped across the jars, with the edges in the water, would keep them cool in the heat. It was a technique she used often, one that had been common in the Nightsong house. The rest of the milk was fresh, aside from the barrel outside, and would keep through tomorrow.
She moved from flap to flap, sliding the large ones closed while leaving small ones open to keep it as cool as possible inside the large pavilion. When she was sure everything was closed up tight, she closed the big pavilion entrance as well.
It was harder to lift the cask from the ground, her belly and her injuries together making for quite the difficult situation. She managed though, holding the weight with a bit more ease than usual since she carried less. All the same, she decided to raise the bar by lifting the cask straight out at shoulder height to strengthen the muscles in her arms. It was no good getting soft as her pregnancy continued.
She placed the cask in the shade inside the pavilion at home, and when she caught sight of Seirei she beckoned her over. Greetings, apology, request "Would you fetch water? We can make tea and start dinner." She gestured to a water skin, and offered the one at her belt. "I was going to start grinding grains for bread, and perhaps Khida will have found something for dinner." She scanned what she could see of the camp, but didn't see Khida right off, and abandoned her search.
Banti and Tuka had gone off hunting, the weather had all the animals out and about. Perhaps they would bring home some game. Otherwise they would break into their food stores. "It is growing more difficult to reach the ground, I'm not sure how you managed such things, sister." She grinned, teasing, shared experience coloring the shape of her hands.
She would wait for Seirei's answer before moving towards the wagon, seeking the grains she had purchased recently. Any left from last season would surely need cooking, and the bread she had learned to make was the perfect solution. She gathered all the old grain, checking through the bags for mold or the softening of rot. One bad had softened, it was a very small bag, but it was disheartening all the same to find it bad. She put it aside to show Seirei so she could recognize the bad grain in the future.
She was gathering the bowl shaped stone and it's partner when Khida entered the camp, Naiya offered her a greeting and a smile, glad they'd had an opportunity to sort some things out the day before.
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Naiya space Pavi | Common | Tukant
other space Pavi | Common | Tukant
other space Pavi | Common | Tukant
