Cold Mother Welcomes You

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[cold-mother-yngya]

The fate of my flock was painful beyond measure. Alas, I will do what I can for the last of my Lambs.

Breathe my child, it's a gift to be able to hold you once more.

❄️❄️❄️❄️ ❄️

(Current Blog Event: Rebuilding Woolhaven)

(Hi! I'm Sammykh on Tumblr making a Yngya Rp blog! I fell in love with Yngya and decided she will be my muse. Yes, this also doubles as a Yngya appreciation blog.

THIS BLOG WILL CONTAIN WOOLHAVEN SPOILERS

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[woolhaven-obsessed]

I head cannon Sariel likes to encourage his opponents by rage baiting them

[cold-mother-yngya]

( @sheep-of-horn-avenue )

As the sermon concluded, residents started to gather into small groups as they poured out of the temple. That way they can get things done more efficiently. Levi, Makena, and Thaddeus were going to help rebuild the hospital, Asher, Noya, Ira, and Hava were going to help rebuild buildings.

Zainab, despite feeling fatigued, was getting ready to leave Woolhaven, her hands resting on her lap.

(Yorabba) *He entered the temple once he noticed people leaving, and made his way over to Zainab.*

How are you doing, Zain?

*He asked, holding out his hand to help her up.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He nodded* That makes them a little less scary huh? Especially cause your papa is much scarier than they are, and he doesn't need to be mean to do that. Now, that doesn't make the wolves less dangerous, weak people are much more reckless, and recklessness can get people hurt. Reckless people make mistakes, and get in trouble. Those wolves got in trouble. It's important to make sure you're strong in a real way, instead of the fake way, don't you agree?

(Yorabba) (+.5 faith. Current faith 3.5/10) Real strength also looks different for everyone. Like mama. She's stronger than I am in her own way.

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Asriel nodded, turning his head back towards Yorabba as he spoke.*

Asriel: How so? *he asks as Ameena tries to grab at the young lambs head-wool, taking a step back.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) Well, her scolding alone could make all the wolves out there cry if she wanted to. She also keeps her mind really smart so that weak meanies can't trick her into crying.

(Sariel) *He nods as he stands back up.* Indeed. I pity anyone who gets on her bad side. She's definitely a formidable ewe, that's for sure. A perfect match for this family. *He chuckled*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: Yeeeep! *she confindently replies, smacking the stick against the palm of her hand, smiling as Ameena giggled.*

*Asriel seemed a bit unsure about something, but held tongue.*

Eira: How much time do we have left? We have...something to do.

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) How much time do you need, snowdrop?

(Sariel) Asriel, you look like you have more to say, do you have another question?

[cold-mother-yngya]

( @sheep-of-horn-avenue )

As the sermon concluded, residents started to gather into small groups as they poured out of the temple. That way they can get things done more efficiently. Levi, Makena, and Thaddeus were going to help rebuild the hospital, Asher, Noya, Ira, and Hava were going to help rebuild buildings.

Zainab, despite feeling fatigued, was getting ready to leave Woolhaven, her hands resting on her lap.

(Yorabba) *He entered the temple once he noticed people leaving, and made his way over to Zainab.*

How are you doing, Zain?

*He asked, holding out his hand to help her up.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He nodded* That makes them a little less scary huh? Especially cause your papa is much scarier than they are, and he doesn't need to be mean to do that. Now, that doesn't make the wolves less dangerous, weak people are much more reckless, and recklessness can get people hurt. Reckless people make mistakes, and get in trouble. Those wolves got in trouble. It's important to make sure you're strong in a real way, instead of the fake way, don't you agree?

(Yorabba) (+.5 faith. Current faith 3.5/10) Real strength also looks different for everyone. Like mama. She's stronger than I am in her own way.

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Asriel nodded, turning his head back towards Yorabba as he spoke.*

Asriel: How so? *he asks as Ameena tries to grab at the young lambs head-wool, taking a step back.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) Well, her scolding alone could make all the wolves out there cry if she wanted to. She also keeps her mind really smart so that weak meanies can't trick her into crying.

(Sariel) *He nods as he stands back up.* Indeed. I pity anyone who gets on her bad side. She's definitely a formidable ewe, that's for sure. A perfect match for this family. *He chuckled*

[cold-mother-yngya]

{ @the-wayward-flock }

*After her nerve-wracking expedition into Anchordeep, Tiferet returns to Woolhaven town, and lays her bag of spoils at Yngya's statue.*

"Cold Mother, I have returned from Anchordeep's waters bearing the bones I have recovered from a shallow, unmarked grave." *She then presents the incomplete skull she recovered on her missionary from her bag.*

"If you are able to, can you please confirm the soul that these bones once held?" *She asked.*

*The skull was definitely a sheep's skull, but time has not been kind to it. The outer surface of the skull has been oddly smoothed off and rounded, the sediment of the ocean floor having eroded away the natural contours to give it a seemingly-polished appearance. The thinner parts of the skull, such as the area around the eye sockets and nasal cavity have practically worn through, while the mouth lacked its lower jaw and any teeth.*

*All Tiferet could do now was hope that Yngya's divine powers would allow her to identify the dead, even someone as long-dead as this skull suggests, so she can know for sure this was once indeed Tahliah.*

*Yngya let her power settle over the bones and she sighs.*

These aren't the bones you're looking for, but you have still brought another sheep to rest. Thank you, Tiferet, for your efforts have brought another of my flock home.

Here is a reward for your efforts.

(You gain 25 wool.)

(Poyel) *They rush over, grinning as they hug around her.*

You made it home safe! Rather quickly too! I'm not done with the house yet, but the medical building is finally finished, so a lot of people have been moving from the temple to a proper building and bed.

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They lean their head against Tiferet's with a smile.* You as well, Tife. Perhaps...well, I know it's still too soon, so don't take this as like, a proper proposal, but... I do want to marry you, eventually, and make this place properly ours. You...you don't have to say anything, it's just...hope. You know, for the future. I can really see us having a good time together, and being a good team.

[cold-mother-yngya]

( @sheep-of-horn-avenue )

As the sermon concluded, residents started to gather into small groups as they poured out of the temple. That way they can get things done more efficiently. Levi, Makena, and Thaddeus were going to help rebuild the hospital, Asher, Noya, Ira, and Hava were going to help rebuild buildings.

Zainab, despite feeling fatigued, was getting ready to leave Woolhaven, her hands resting on her lap.

(Yorabba) *He entered the temple once he noticed people leaving, and made his way over to Zainab.*

How are you doing, Zain?

*He asked, holding out his hand to help her up.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He nodded* That makes them a little less scary huh? Especially cause your papa is much scarier than they are, and he doesn't need to be mean to do that. Now, that doesn't make the wolves less dangerous, weak people are much more reckless, and recklessness can get people hurt. Reckless people make mistakes, and get in trouble. Those wolves got in trouble. It's important to make sure you're strong in a real way, instead of the fake way, don't you agree?

(Yorabba) (+.5 faith. Current faith 3.5/10) Real strength also looks different for everyone. Like mama. She's stronger than I am in her own way.

[cold-mother-yngya]

{ @the-wayward-flock }

*After her nerve-wracking expedition into Anchordeep, Tiferet returns to Woolhaven town, and lays her bag of spoils at Yngya's statue.*

"Cold Mother, I have returned from Anchordeep's waters bearing the bones I have recovered from a shallow, unmarked grave." *She then presents the incomplete skull she recovered on her missionary from her bag.*

"If you are able to, can you please confirm the soul that these bones once held?" *She asked.*

*The skull was definitely a sheep's skull, but time has not been kind to it. The outer surface of the skull has been oddly smoothed off and rounded, the sediment of the ocean floor having eroded away the natural contours to give it a seemingly-polished appearance. The thinner parts of the skull, such as the area around the eye sockets and nasal cavity have practically worn through, while the mouth lacked its lower jaw and any teeth.*

*All Tiferet could do now was hope that Yngya's divine powers would allow her to identify the dead, even someone as long-dead as this skull suggests, so she can know for sure this was once indeed Tahliah.*

*Yngya let her power settle over the bones and she sighs.*

These aren't the bones you're looking for, but you have still brought another sheep to rest. Thank you, Tiferet, for your efforts have brought another of my flock home.

Here is a reward for your efforts.

(You gain 25 wool.)

(Poyel) *They rush over, grinning as they hug around her.*

You made it home safe! Rather quickly too! I'm not done with the house yet, but the medical building is finally finished, so a lot of people have been moving from the temple to a proper building and bed.

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They look a little guilty* Not...the best. I have yet to get us some beds so sleep hasn't been the most comfortable...

[the-wayward-flock]

"I see..." *Tiferet takes another sip* "And your dreams; have you been suffering from nightmares like me?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded* Once in a while. They're not as bad as they used to be before Mother allied with Lady Imora.

[the-wayward-flock]

"I am glad Imora is helping you as well." *Tiferet gave Poyel a small nod, sipping her tea again.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) I'd like for her to help you more. The way you woke up had me concerned something fierce.

[the-wayward-flock]

"I think she'll be helping me again when I next sleep at least." *Tiferet assures Poyel, finishing the rest of her cup of tea*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, finishing their tea as well.* I hope so, you deserve a nice sleep. I don't want to have to worry about you when sleeping too. *They chuckled.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"Agreed!" *Tiferet chuckles back, setting her empty cup aside.* "Now, where were we?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *He takes the cups to rinse them, setting them aside to return to the temple later.* I'll be honest, I don't quite remember.

*they chuckled*

[the-wayward-flock]

"I think there's still some furniture that needs fixing up, didn't you say?" *Tiferet asked Poyel to double check*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Ah! Right,

*They chuckled*

Shall we work on the bed so we have a place to sleep tonight?

[the-wayward-flock]

*Tiferet nods with a smile.* "That's a good idea." *She agreed.* "Do you have the materials?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Pretty much. I've got a few cushions that'll serve as a mattress until we can get enough wool to make our own.

Heh...

I hope my wool can grow in fuller some day. I'd love to make a pillow or such with my own wool.

[the-wayward-flock]

"That is a wonderful dream, Poyel." *Tiferet smiled, gently ruffling a patch of the short, fuzzy wool on their shoulder.*

*she then walks over to where Poyel had set the materials aside so the two of them can start making the bed together.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They follow.* So, aside from the heretics, how was your mission? See anything cool?

*They asked as they began assembling.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"I... Didn't really get much of a chance to sight-see." *Tiferet admitted, picking up a small mallet from the tools Poyel had set up.*

*she then gently, yet firmly tapped the mallet against where two or more pieces of wood touched to straighten the meeting points for a flush, friction-fit that keeps the frame together evenly.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Fair enough, it's good that you were trying to be quick out there. You know...maybe if you went with someone else I'd feel better about you going out on missions. Buddy system and all that. If I won't go, I'm sure someone else will. What do you think?

*They asked as they picked up a board, lining it up so Tiferet could hammer it in as well.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"That sounds like a great idea." *Tiferet nods, tapping in the piece of wood that Poyel just picked up.* "But who'd go with me?" *She asked.*

"Most of the other ghosts here have their own businesses to attend to, Yorabba's about to up sticks with Zainab, and your fellow rot-cured followers would prefer to stay alive under Cold Mother's protection again..."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) I mean, everyone fixing up their homes are likely looking to score extra wool. Put it up on the quest board that you're looking for a mercenary to go with you. Whatever you decide the price I'll work for and save until you come back.

[the-wayward-flock]

"That'd work." *Tiferet agreed, hammering in the last piece of the main frame into place.*

*The next step was adding the legs to the bed*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They began working on the legs.* This is a lot better building with someone else.

*They chuckled.*

Less lonely too.

[the-wayward-flock]

"Oh, definitely." *Poyel agreed with a smile, getting the small mallet ready once again.*

*As Poyel put each leg to a corner of the frame, Tiferet gave each one a few knocks with the mallet to set them flush*

*One by one, each leg was attached until all four were fitted. Problem was, they still needed to get the frame back over so that the feet were on the ground.*

"You need help tipping this back on it's feet?" *Tiferet asks*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded* Yes please.

*They began lifting their side of the bed.*

[the-wayward-flock]

*As Poyel hoisted the frame onto its side to get it over, Tiferet braced the legs on the side up in the air and helped them gently lower the bed back down onto all four feet.*

"Now it's starting to look like an actual bed." *Tiferet smiled.* "Next we need to put together the headboard."

{ @cold-mother-yngya }

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, smiling as they grabbed the wood carved for the headboard.*

I can't wait until this place is finished. It'll be nice having a home again.

*they chuckled.*

[the-wayward-flock]

*Tiferet admired the pattern Poyel carved into the headboard for a moment.* "Nice carving work, Poyel." *She complimented them as she helped them lower the headboard into position.*

"You know, I gotta start carving statuettes again." *Tiferet mused, picking up the mallet.* "I think Zainab's kids would like little figurines to play with." *She then tapped the headboard until it too was mounted flush with the rest of the bed*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They beamed at the praise of their carve work* Thank you! That took a couple hours to finish, but I'm very proud of it!

Oh, you absolutely should! It'll be a good way to earn wool, and trade for supplies! I'd love to see what you make too.

[the-wayward-flock]

*Tiferet smiled at Poyel's enthused reaction and their approval of her suggestion. And with the headboard mounted, the frame of the bed was complete.*

"Okay, let's move it into position." *She moved to the bottom end of the bed so Poyel could lift it from the headboard end* "Let's get it into position."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, and helped move the bed against the wall. They were panting slightly by the time they got the bed in the perfect spot, but they stepped back and nodded.*

This is going to be the finest home in Woolhaven, I already know.

*They chuckled, taking Tiferet's hand.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

{ @the-wayward-flock }

*After her nerve-wracking expedition into Anchordeep, Tiferet returns to Woolhaven town, and lays her bag of spoils at Yngya's statue.*

"Cold Mother, I have returned from Anchordeep's waters bearing the bones I have recovered from a shallow, unmarked grave." *She then presents the incomplete skull she recovered on her missionary from her bag.*

"If you are able to, can you please confirm the soul that these bones once held?" *She asked.*

*The skull was definitely a sheep's skull, but time has not been kind to it. The outer surface of the skull has been oddly smoothed off and rounded, the sediment of the ocean floor having eroded away the natural contours to give it a seemingly-polished appearance. The thinner parts of the skull, such as the area around the eye sockets and nasal cavity have practically worn through, while the mouth lacked its lower jaw and any teeth.*

*All Tiferet could do now was hope that Yngya's divine powers would allow her to identify the dead, even someone as long-dead as this skull suggests, so she can know for sure this was once indeed Tahliah.*

*Yngya let her power settle over the bones and she sighs.*

These aren't the bones you're looking for, but you have still brought another sheep to rest. Thank you, Tiferet, for your efforts have brought another of my flock home.

Here is a reward for your efforts.

(You gain 25 wool.)

(Poyel) *They rush over, grinning as they hug around her.*

You made it home safe! Rather quickly too! I'm not done with the house yet, but the medical building is finally finished, so a lot of people have been moving from the temple to a proper building and bed.

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They look a little guilty* Not...the best. I have yet to get us some beds so sleep hasn't been the most comfortable...

[the-wayward-flock]

"I see..." *Tiferet takes another sip* "And your dreams; have you been suffering from nightmares like me?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded* Once in a while. They're not as bad as they used to be before Mother allied with Lady Imora.

[the-wayward-flock]

"I am glad Imora is helping you as well." *Tiferet gave Poyel a small nod, sipping her tea again.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) I'd like for her to help you more. The way you woke up had me concerned something fierce.

[the-wayward-flock]

"I think she'll be helping me again when I next sleep at least." *Tiferet assures Poyel, finishing the rest of her cup of tea*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, finishing their tea as well.* I hope so, you deserve a nice sleep. I don't want to have to worry about you when sleeping too. *They chuckled.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"Agreed!" *Tiferet chuckles back, setting her empty cup aside.* "Now, where were we?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *He takes the cups to rinse them, setting them aside to return to the temple later.* I'll be honest, I don't quite remember.

*they chuckled*

[the-wayward-flock]

"I think there's still some furniture that needs fixing up, didn't you say?" *Tiferet asked Poyel to double check*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Ah! Right,

*They chuckled*

Shall we work on the bed so we have a place to sleep tonight?

[the-wayward-flock]

*Tiferet nods with a smile.* "That's a good idea." *She agreed.* "Do you have the materials?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Pretty much. I've got a few cushions that'll serve as a mattress until we can get enough wool to make our own.

Heh...

I hope my wool can grow in fuller some day. I'd love to make a pillow or such with my own wool.

[the-wayward-flock]

"That is a wonderful dream, Poyel." *Tiferet smiled, gently ruffling a patch of the short, fuzzy wool on their shoulder.*

*she then walks over to where Poyel had set the materials aside so the two of them can start making the bed together.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They follow.* So, aside from the heretics, how was your mission? See anything cool?

*They asked as they began assembling.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"I... Didn't really get much of a chance to sight-see." *Tiferet admitted, picking up a small mallet from the tools Poyel had set up.*

*she then gently, yet firmly tapped the mallet against where two or more pieces of wood touched to straighten the meeting points for a flush, friction-fit that keeps the frame together evenly.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Fair enough, it's good that you were trying to be quick out there. You know...maybe if you went with someone else I'd feel better about you going out on missions. Buddy system and all that. If I won't go, I'm sure someone else will. What do you think?

*They asked as they picked up a board, lining it up so Tiferet could hammer it in as well.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"That sounds like a great idea." *Tiferet nods, tapping in the piece of wood that Poyel just picked up.* "But who'd go with me?" *She asked.*

"Most of the other ghosts here have their own businesses to attend to, Yorabba's about to up sticks with Zainab, and your fellow rot-cured followers would prefer to stay alive under Cold Mother's protection again..."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) I mean, everyone fixing up their homes are likely looking to score extra wool. Put it up on the quest board that you're looking for a mercenary to go with you. Whatever you decide the price I'll work for and save until you come back.

[the-wayward-flock]

"That'd work." *Tiferet agreed, hammering in the last piece of the main frame into place.*

*The next step was adding the legs to the bed*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They began working on the legs.* This is a lot better building with someone else.

*They chuckled.*

Less lonely too.

[the-wayward-flock]

"Oh, definitely." *Poyel agreed with a smile, getting the small mallet ready once again.*

*As Poyel put each leg to a corner of the frame, Tiferet gave each one a few knocks with the mallet to set them flush*

*One by one, each leg was attached until all four were fitted. Problem was, they still needed to get the frame back over so that the feet were on the ground.*

"You need help tipping this back on it's feet?" *Tiferet asks*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded* Yes please.

*They began lifting their side of the bed.*

[the-wayward-flock]

*As Poyel hoisted the frame onto its side to get it over, Tiferet braced the legs on the side up in the air and helped them gently lower the bed back down onto all four feet.*

"Now it's starting to look like an actual bed." *Tiferet smiled.* "Next we need to put together the headboard."

{ @cold-mother-yngya }

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, smiling as they grabbed the wood carved for the headboard.*

I can't wait until this place is finished. It'll be nice having a home again.

*they chuckled.*

[the-wayward-flock]

*Tiferet admired the pattern Poyel carved into the headboard for a moment.* "Nice carving work, Poyel." *She complimented them as she helped them lower the headboard into position.*

"You know, I gotta start carving statuettes again." *Tiferet mused, picking up the mallet.* "I think Zainab's kids would like little figurines to play with." *She then tapped the headboard until it too was mounted flush with the rest of the bed*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They beamed at the praise of their carve work* Thank you! That took a couple hours to finish, but I'm very proud of it!

Oh, you absolutely should! It'll be a good way to earn wool, and trade for supplies! I'd love to see what you make too.

[cold-mother-yngya]

( @sheep-of-horn-avenue )

As the sermon concluded, residents started to gather into small groups as they poured out of the temple. That way they can get things done more efficiently. Levi, Makena, and Thaddeus were going to help rebuild the hospital, Asher, Noya, Ira, and Hava were going to help rebuild buildings.

Zainab, despite feeling fatigued, was getting ready to leave Woolhaven, her hands resting on her lap.

(Yorabba) *He entered the temple once he noticed people leaving, and made his way over to Zainab.*

How are you doing, Zain?

*He asked, holding out his hand to help her up.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) It still counts! I'm older and I know the rules! I tagged you fair and square so you're it!

(Aza) I hate the 'not touching you' game....

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Eira smacks her lips and rolls her eyes before letting out a bleat to grab their attention.*

Eira:....Now that I have your attention, I have a idea more productive then this argument!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) *She startles, and gives Eira her full attention.*

(Karu) *As she turns to Eira, she tags Asriel on the arm a little too harshly, before crossing her arms.* What idea is that?

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Asriel rubbed his arm where Keru roughly tagged him, grimacing at the pain.*

Eira: ....*in a hushed tone.* We are going to prank the ram that has been harassing my parents!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She grins.* I'm listening ~

(Aza) What do you have in mind?

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: I have a few ideas to work with...

*Asriel raises his hand*

Eira: Yes Azzy?

Asriel: Maybe we can scare him?

Eira: No. no, it won't work, Eira: He is a ghost too... Eira: The options I'm thinking right now are stink perfume ooooor spicy surprise...

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) *She raises her hand, but is immediately interrupted by Keru*

(Keru) What if we find a way to use Ariadna's potion on him first? That way whatever we pick he'll feel it that much more!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: That's a very good point! The prank will have a more potent effect!

Eira: Question is....does anyone have one on hand and if not, how do we get one?

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) Can we sneak into her house?

(Aza) Or we can ask her...

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Asriel: Um, guys-

Eira: I agree its better to ask then steal, Eira: But is she even home?

Asriel: Guys?????

Eira: We can check out Rami's forge to see if she's there!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) Would Rami have the potions?

(Keru) I'm willing to try! We can also see if we can find any prank materials!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: Maybe but its worth a try! Come on!

*as the group leaves for Rami's forge, Eira turned her head and shouted.*

Eira: We'll be right back Papa!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) Be back soon kids, we'll have to return to your mama soon! Be safe!

(Keru) I wonder if Rami will let me hold a sword...

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: They might! Eira: They let me borrow a dagger!

*The kids passed by two wolves who look…not quite pleasant as they scowled.*

Asriel: They don’t look happy…

Eira: Probably because their leader is having have do community service…i actually want to see him… Eira: It would be nice to return the favor regarding my mom…

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *Snickering* We can put syrup in their fur...

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: Not a bad idea actually…

*Asriel let out a gasp, inching closer to Eira when one of the wolves shot the kids a glare.*

Nahum: What are you little lambs looking at? Nahum: Didn’t your parents teach you it’s impolite to gawk at strangers?

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She steps forward with a glare.*

Didn't your parents teach you how to take a bath? You smell like a wet llamaish!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune: You hear that Nahum!?

Nahum: Oh I heard... Nahum: A true reflection of you lot....

Asriel: U-um...what does that mean...?

Nahum: It means little sheep like you should've stayed in your lanes...this wouldn't have happened if your PARENTS actually took the time to reconize the pain of others... Nahum: But it's expected of you sheepfolk...so narrowminded and foolish...*she smiles wickedly* all your good for is your wool and feeding the masses when food supply is low...

*Asriel recoiled and whimpered he stood behind Eira, who glared at them in return.(

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She huffed through her nose, her hoof scraping the ground as the wolf got too close to Asriel and Eira. She launched forward with her head down and headbutted the wolf right in the nose.* Leave them alone!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Nahum: AAAAUUUUGGH!!! *they hissed through their snout* MY NOSE!!!

Dune: SPOILED BRATS..! *she scowled.* YOU NEED TO LEARN YOUR PLACE-

*before the smaller wolf could continue, Eira grabbed a large stick and pointed it at them*

Eira: Back off! I watched my papa train lambs and goats, I WILL swing!

*The shouting stirred a commotion, earning glances from denizens and workers.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) *Upon hearing the commotion, he hurried over to see what was going on.*

(Keru) Why don't you learn YOUR place!? Who are you to pick on a kid huh!? Are you a scaredy wolf too afraid to pick on someone your own size!? Huh!?

*She huffed again, standing next to Eira.*

(Aza) *She also gathered a stick, and stood next to Asriel to protect him.* Yeah! Stupid bullies! Go back to work like a good criminal!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune: Criminals!? US!? Dune: It is the denizens of Woolhaven who are criminals! You people nearly cause the end of the world because all of you were murdered?! Dune: Such audacity to assume your all innocent and without sin...allowed to rebuild your measely town when it should stay buried and for-

Dune: AUGH! What!?

Asher: Hit'em with snowballs!!

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Several other kids began picking up snow and throwing them at the two wolves, shouting a battle cry.*

(Sariel) What's going on, I heard there was an altercation?

*The snowballs stop upon seeing Sariel.*

(Keru) The wolves were trying to bully us High Disciple Sariel.

(Aza) Yeah, they were scaring Asriel!

(Sariel) *He glances around.* Where are your wardens, wolves? You're out of line.

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune & Nahum: ....

Eira: You guys were being so bold a minute ago, what happened..?

Eira: Is it because you're speaking to a grown sheep now?

Dune: Shut up..! *she growled, causing Asriel to recoil and hide behind Eira*

*Byleth was rushing over from another part of Woolhaven.*

Byleth: What's going on here!? I heard a howl from another pack member that something had happened!

*he paused as he noticed Dune and Nahum.*

Byleth: ....You know what, this explains everything.

Byleth: I'm really sorry about this, I'll see to it that these two get a proper scolding. And extra work..

Dune & Nahum: What!?

Byleth: Yeah! Since it seems you two are actively trying not to take part in community service, I might as well offer you two to work extra hard....

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) They will also not get to sleep with the others. They will sleep in the cells from now on, and they lose out on the fish dinner I'm planning for you guys.

Perhaps it'll give you two time to think about how grateful you are to Mother that she spared you.

(Keru) *She snickered audibly, looking at the two wolves.*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune: *she shot a glare at Keru*

Eira: DON'T. Look at her lady *she says fiercely, the stick gripped in her hands.*

Byleth: What the kid said. You two did this to yourselves....

Nahum: They bashed my nose in!

Byleth: Mhm, that's what you get i reckon. Now if we're done here...

Eira: One more thing *she chimed in with a hand raised, earning a confused look.*

*Eira walked over to Byleth, and with a careful but firm swing, she hit Byleth in the knee with the stick.*

Byleth: AUGH!

Eira: THAT is for what you did to my mom and Mr. Sariel.

Byleth: Understandable...

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He quickly hides an amused smile as he turns to the children.* Has anyone been hurt at all?

*He asked, looking them over.*

*Aza and Keru shake their heads. Yorabba approaches the group.*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Asriel slowly nodded at Sariel's ask, a small frown etched on his face gripping his own shirt.*

Eira: ....They didn't harm us, but... Eira: They scared Asriel...

*Byleth tossed a quick glare at the two wolves.*

Byleth: Let's go you two....let's recalibrate your actions by hard work...*he orders, the two begrudgingly following him to presumebly more work.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) Well, I'm proud of all of you for how brave you all were. Sticking together is important. I bet those wolves will think twice about picking on kids.

*He smiled, turning to Asriel.*

Are you alright?

*He asked gently.*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*The young lamb remained silent for a few moments, tears welling up as he let out a sniffle.*

Asriel: A-are really lambs good for is their wool and being food...? Asriel: Is...is that why we got hurt....*he sniveled*

*The young dreamer frowned as he clung to Yorabba for comfort.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He knelt down to the child's level as Yorabba gently pet Asriel's head.*

We got hurt because evil people with too much power became scared of us and Mother after the Fates told them they were going to be punished for being evil. Those evil people disobeyed the laws of the First Gods, and were afraid of getting in trouble for it. They didn't want to deal with the consequences of their actions.

We can be good for anything we want to. Like your papa being a really good protector. Your mama being a really good healer. I don't know about you, but that sounds like your parents are more than just wool and food, right?

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Asriel: -he slowly nods, wiping away his tears- R-right...

Eira: And! *she suddenly chumed in* You're very good at playing flockade Asriel! Eira: Won 25 wool from Mr. Chazaq, remember?

Asriel: Oh yeah! *he giggles*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He chuckled, nodding.* Exactly. Mean people are going to say all sorts of things to make you cry, and sometimes they might sound true. But you know a secret? Mean people are just scared of you making them cry, so they want to make you cry first so they feel strong. Tell me, are those wolves strong for making you cry?

[cold-mother-yngya]

your spine is itchy too

Great.... I can't reach it and I'm too intangible to scratch against something...

Imora, love. Do you think you can scratch my spine for me? Please?

[cold-mother-yngya]

( @sheep-of-horn-avenue )

As the sermon concluded, residents started to gather into small groups as they poured out of the temple. That way they can get things done more efficiently. Levi, Makena, and Thaddeus were going to help rebuild the hospital, Asher, Noya, Ira, and Hava were going to help rebuild buildings.

Zainab, despite feeling fatigued, was getting ready to leave Woolhaven, her hands resting on her lap.

(Yorabba) *He entered the temple once he noticed people leaving, and made his way over to Zainab.*

How are you doing, Zain?

*He asked, holding out his hand to help her up.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) It still counts! I'm older and I know the rules! I tagged you fair and square so you're it!

(Aza) I hate the 'not touching you' game....

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Eira smacks her lips and rolls her eyes before letting out a bleat to grab their attention.*

Eira:....Now that I have your attention, I have a idea more productive then this argument!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) *She startles, and gives Eira her full attention.*

(Karu) *As she turns to Eira, she tags Asriel on the arm a little too harshly, before crossing her arms.* What idea is that?

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Asriel rubbed his arm where Keru roughly tagged him, grimacing at the pain.*

Eira: ....*in a hushed tone.* We are going to prank the ram that has been harassing my parents!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She grins.* I'm listening ~

(Aza) What do you have in mind?

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: I have a few ideas to work with...

*Asriel raises his hand*

Eira: Yes Azzy?

Asriel: Maybe we can scare him?

Eira: No. no, it won't work, Eira: He is a ghost too... Eira: The options I'm thinking right now are stink perfume ooooor spicy surprise...

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) *She raises her hand, but is immediately interrupted by Keru*

(Keru) What if we find a way to use Ariadna's potion on him first? That way whatever we pick he'll feel it that much more!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: That's a very good point! The prank will have a more potent effect!

Eira: Question is....does anyone have one on hand and if not, how do we get one?

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) Can we sneak into her house?

(Aza) Or we can ask her...

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Asriel: Um, guys-

Eira: I agree its better to ask then steal, Eira: But is she even home?

Asriel: Guys?????

Eira: We can check out Rami's forge to see if she's there!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) Would Rami have the potions?

(Keru) I'm willing to try! We can also see if we can find any prank materials!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: Maybe but its worth a try! Come on!

*as the group leaves for Rami's forge, Eira turned her head and shouted.*

Eira: We'll be right back Papa!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) Be back soon kids, we'll have to return to your mama soon! Be safe!

(Keru) I wonder if Rami will let me hold a sword...

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: They might! Eira: They let me borrow a dagger!

*The kids passed by two wolves who look…not quite pleasant as they scowled.*

Asriel: They don’t look happy…

Eira: Probably because their leader is having have do community service…i actually want to see him… Eira: It would be nice to return the favor regarding my mom…

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *Snickering* We can put syrup in their fur...

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Eira: Not a bad idea actually…

*Asriel let out a gasp, inching closer to Eira when one of the wolves shot the kids a glare.*

Nahum: What are you little lambs looking at? Nahum: Didn’t your parents teach you it’s impolite to gawk at strangers?

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She steps forward with a glare.*

Didn't your parents teach you how to take a bath? You smell like a wet llamaish!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune: You hear that Nahum!?

Nahum: Oh I heard... Nahum: A true reflection of you lot....

Asriel: U-um...what does that mean...?

Nahum: It means little sheep like you should've stayed in your lanes...this wouldn't have happened if your PARENTS actually took the time to reconize the pain of others... Nahum: But it's expected of you sheepfolk...so narrowminded and foolish...*she smiles wickedly* all your good for is your wool and feeding the masses when food supply is low...

*Asriel recoiled and whimpered he stood behind Eira, who glared at them in return.(

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She huffed through her nose, her hoof scraping the ground as the wolf got too close to Asriel and Eira. She launched forward with her head down and headbutted the wolf right in the nose.* Leave them alone!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Nahum: AAAAUUUUGGH!!! *they hissed through their snout* MY NOSE!!!

Dune: SPOILED BRATS..! *she scowled.* YOU NEED TO LEARN YOUR PLACE-

*before the smaller wolf could continue, Eira grabbed a large stick and pointed it at them*

Eira: Back off! I watched my papa train lambs and goats, I WILL swing!

*The shouting stirred a commotion, earning glances from denizens and workers.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Yorabba) *Upon hearing the commotion, he hurried over to see what was going on.*

(Keru) Why don't you learn YOUR place!? Who are you to pick on a kid huh!? Are you a scaredy wolf too afraid to pick on someone your own size!? Huh!?

*She huffed again, standing next to Eira.*

(Aza) *She also gathered a stick, and stood next to Asriel to protect him.* Yeah! Stupid bullies! Go back to work like a good criminal!

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune: Criminals!? US!? Dune: It is the denizens of Woolhaven who are criminals! You people nearly cause the end of the world because all of you were murdered?! Dune: Such audacity to assume your all innocent and without sin...allowed to rebuild your measely town when it should stay buried and for-

Dune: AUGH! What!?

Asher: Hit'em with snowballs!!

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Several other kids began picking up snow and throwing them at the two wolves, shouting a battle cry.*

(Sariel) What's going on, I heard there was an altercation?

*The snowballs stop upon seeing Sariel.*

(Keru) The wolves were trying to bully us High Disciple Sariel.

(Aza) Yeah, they were scaring Asriel!

(Sariel) *He glances around.* Where are your wardens, wolves? You're out of line.

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune & Nahum: ....

Eira: You guys were being so bold a minute ago, what happened..?

Eira: Is it because you're speaking to a grown sheep now?

Dune: Shut up..! *she growled, causing Asriel to recoil and hide behind Eira*

*Byleth was rushing over from another part of Woolhaven.*

Byleth: What's going on here!? I heard a howl from another pack member that something had happened!

*he paused as he noticed Dune and Nahum.*

Byleth: ....You know what, this explains everything.

Byleth: I'm really sorry about this, I'll see to it that these two get a proper scolding. And extra work..

Dune & Nahum: What!?

Byleth: Yeah! Since it seems you two are actively trying not to take part in community service, I might as well offer you two to work extra hard....

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) They will also not get to sleep with the others. They will sleep in the cells from now on, and they lose out on the fish dinner I'm planning for you guys.

Perhaps it'll give you two time to think about how grateful you are to Mother that she spared you.

(Keru) *She snickered audibly, looking at the two wolves.*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

Dune: *she shot a glare at Keru*

Eira: DON'T. Look at her lady *she says fiercely, the stick gripped in her hands.*

Byleth: What the kid said. You two did this to yourselves....

Nahum: They bashed my nose in!

Byleth: Mhm, that's what you get i reckon. Now if we're done here...

Eira: One more thing *she chimed in with a hand raised, earning a confused look.*

*Eira walked over to Byleth, and with a careful but firm swing, she hit Byleth in the knee with the stick.*

Byleth: AUGH!

Eira: THAT is for what you did to my mom and Mr. Sariel.

Byleth: Understandable...

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He quickly hides an amused smile as he turns to the children.* Has anyone been hurt at all?

*He asked, looking them over.*

*Aza and Keru shake their heads. Yorabba approaches the group.*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*Asriel slowly nodded at Sariel's ask, a small frown etched on his face gripping his own shirt.*

Eira: ....They didn't harm us, but... Eira: They scared Asriel...

*Byleth tossed a quick glare at the two wolves.*

Byleth: Let's go you two....let's recalibrate your actions by hard work...*he orders, the two begrudgingly following him to presumebly more work.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) Well, I'm proud of all of you for how brave you all were. Sticking together is important. I bet those wolves will think twice about picking on kids.

*He smiled, turning to Asriel.*

Are you alright?

*He asked gently.*

[sheep-of-horn-avenue]

*The young lamb remained silent for a few moments, tears welling up as he let out a sniffle.*

Asriel: A-are really lambs good for is their wool and being food...? Asriel: Is...is that why we got hurt....*he sniveled*

*The young dreamer frowned as he clung to Yorabba for comfort.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Sariel) *He knelt down to the child's level as Yorabba gently pet Asriel's head.*

We got hurt because evil people with too much power became scared of us and Mother after the Fates told them they were going to be punished for being evil. Those evil people disobeyed the laws of the First Gods, and were afraid of getting in trouble for it. They didn't want to deal with the consequences of their actions.

We can be good for anything we want to. Like your papa being a really good protector. Your mama being a really good healer. I don't know about you, but that sounds like your parents are more than just wool and food, right?

[the-sleepydragon]

Dear Lady Imora

Can Makenzie come to play? Mother Yngya and mama said you like letters. It's okay if we play while we're dreaming!

Aza and Keru

[Mackenzie read the note before she gave it to Imora. She was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement.]

"Can I mama? Pleeeeease?" [She asked. She even went as far as to clasp her hands together and make puppy dog eyes.]

[Imora pretended to think for a moment before she chuckled and ruffled Mackenzue's man.]

"Of course love."

[Mackenzie cheered.]

[Imora smiles. And when the moment Aza and Keru are asleep, Imora opens portals to their dreamscapes.]

"Though.. it may be easuer to bring them here instead of having to travel between dreams.."

[Mackenzie took the hint, and after thanking her mother again she went through one portal to find Aza and Keru.]

( @cold-mother-yngya )

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) L-Lady Imora? We're sorry we hurt you! It was just a prank! We promise!

(Aza) I don't wanna be lost forever... *She sniffled*

Mama is going to miss us...

[the-sleepydragon]

[There's no response until the two feel hands rest on their shoulders.]

"Aza? Keru?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Both girls scream, and whirl around, Aza hiding behind Keru.*

(Keru) L-Lady Imora...w-we're sorry. We didn't know the dye would hurt you...

*She said with teary eyes*

[the-sleepydragon]

[Oddly enough, this Imora has no trace of hair dye in her mane. She just looks normal.. and a little bit worried.]

[She holds her hands out.]

"Come children. Let's get you our of here.."

[cold-mother-yngya]

*Aza hiccups as the girls take Imora's hands.*

(Aza) We're sorry, Lady Imora, please don't be angry....

[the-sleepydragon]

[Imora starts guiding the two lambs through the caverns, occasionally stopping to let the caverns change and move.]

"I'm not angry." [She said gently.] "I am disappointed in Mackenzie, however, for letting you get lost down here.."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Karu) .... It's not her fault, Lady Imora. We're the ones who ran off...

*She said dejectedly*

(Aza) Yeah, she warned us that people get lost all the time...

[the-sleepydragon]

".. And she told you to stay close?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) *She nodded*

(Keru) She told us not to wander off.... I didn't follow the rules...

[the-sleepydragon]

[Imora hums.]

"It seems that this wasn't Mackenzie's fault after all. Just.. a lapse in judgement, perhaps?"

[She turns her head and winks at the children.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) *She nodded, and stayed quiet for a bit.*

(Aza) Are we gonna be punished? *She asked, giving the Lamb equivalent of puppy eyes.*

[the-sleepydragon]

[Imora chuckles and shakes her head.]

"Oh, no, no, no!" [She giggles.] "Your prank backfiring on you is punishment enough Aza."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) Oh...

(Keru) Where are we going Lady Imora?

[the-sleepydragon]

"We're going to find Mackenzie." [Imora explains.] "And then we're gonna think of something else to do."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) Ohh, like what?

*She seeps cheered up now that she knows that she's not going to be more punished.*

[the-sleepydragon]

[Imora hums and makes a scene out of scratvhing her chin.]

"How about.. helping me feed the dream entities? I'll let you ride one if you do a really good job~"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Aza) *Her eyes light up* Really?! That sounds so cool!

(Keru) What do they eat?

[the-sleepydragon]

"Emotions."

[Imora takes a left.]

"But in Somnia emotion can be found in everything."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Keru) Oooo, what is their favorite to eat?

(Aza) Is it happy emotions? Or sad ones?

[cold-mother-yngya]

[Imora makes an appearance in Woolhaven looking for Yngya. When she does finally see her, she smiles, walks up behind her, and wraps her arns around her waist.]

"Hello my love~" [She coos before Yngya can feel too startled.]

@the-sleepydragon

Oh! Hello my love!

*She leans back into Imora and kisses her cheek.*

I've missed you terribly, how lovely it is to see you here!

[cold-mother-yngya]

(💋 ✨)

*Yngya lets her hands continue to wander as she moves to kiss down Imora's jaw and down her neck, pushing her onto the bed as she begins kissing and licking at her breast.*

I missed you so much~

[the-sleepydragon]

(💋😩🖐🍑)

[Imora gasps as she's pushed down on to the bed, and barely has time to reacr before Yngya starts marking her up. Her hands move to grab Yngya's hips and she looks down]

"Haah~ I can tell! So eager!"

[Her wandering hands move down to cup Yngya's ass and give a playful squeeze.]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(💋😩👌🍑)

*Yngya lets out a soft moan as her ass is grabbed, and she retaliates by taking a nipple in her mouth and sucking and licking at it, her hand raising to squeeze at her other breast.*

Absolutely beautiful ~

[the-sleepydragon]

(😩👉🍑)

[Imora pants and arches her back to push her chest out a bit more, giving Yngya more to play with.]

[Meanwhile, her hands start rubbing circles into the flesh of Yngya's ass that move lower and lower..]

[cold-mother-yngya]

(🐑🐉🍑👌)

*Yngya's tail wags the lower Imora's hands get, and she lets out a soft moan, nuzzling into Imora's chest.*

Eager to take care of me?

*She asked softly, pressing a cold kiss to Imora's nipple.*

I'll let you if you wish to~

[cold-mother-yngya]

{ @the-wayward-flock }

*After her nerve-wracking expedition into Anchordeep, Tiferet returns to Woolhaven town, and lays her bag of spoils at Yngya's statue.*

"Cold Mother, I have returned from Anchordeep's waters bearing the bones I have recovered from a shallow, unmarked grave." *She then presents the incomplete skull she recovered on her missionary from her bag.*

"If you are able to, can you please confirm the soul that these bones once held?" *She asked.*

*The skull was definitely a sheep's skull, but time has not been kind to it. The outer surface of the skull has been oddly smoothed off and rounded, the sediment of the ocean floor having eroded away the natural contours to give it a seemingly-polished appearance. The thinner parts of the skull, such as the area around the eye sockets and nasal cavity have practically worn through, while the mouth lacked its lower jaw and any teeth.*

*All Tiferet could do now was hope that Yngya's divine powers would allow her to identify the dead, even someone as long-dead as this skull suggests, so she can know for sure this was once indeed Tahliah.*

*Yngya let her power settle over the bones and she sighs.*

These aren't the bones you're looking for, but you have still brought another sheep to rest. Thank you, Tiferet, for your efforts have brought another of my flock home.

Here is a reward for your efforts.

(You gain 25 wool.)

(Poyel) *They rush over, grinning as they hug around her.*

You made it home safe! Rather quickly too! I'm not done with the house yet, but the medical building is finally finished, so a lot of people have been moving from the temple to a proper building and bed.

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They look a little guilty* Not...the best. I have yet to get us some beds so sleep hasn't been the most comfortable...

[the-wayward-flock]

"I see..." *Tiferet takes another sip* "And your dreams; have you been suffering from nightmares like me?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded* Once in a while. They're not as bad as they used to be before Mother allied with Lady Imora.

[the-wayward-flock]

"I am glad Imora is helping you as well." *Tiferet gave Poyel a small nod, sipping her tea again.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) I'd like for her to help you more. The way you woke up had me concerned something fierce.

[the-wayward-flock]

"I think she'll be helping me again when I next sleep at least." *Tiferet assures Poyel, finishing the rest of her cup of tea*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, finishing their tea as well.* I hope so, you deserve a nice sleep. I don't want to have to worry about you when sleeping too. *They chuckled.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"Agreed!" *Tiferet chuckles back, setting her empty cup aside.* "Now, where were we?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *He takes the cups to rinse them, setting them aside to return to the temple later.* I'll be honest, I don't quite remember.

*they chuckled*

[the-wayward-flock]

"I think there's still some furniture that needs fixing up, didn't you say?" *Tiferet asked Poyel to double check*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Ah! Right,

*They chuckled*

Shall we work on the bed so we have a place to sleep tonight?

[the-wayward-flock]

*Tiferet nods with a smile.* "That's a good idea." *She agreed.* "Do you have the materials?"

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Pretty much. I've got a few cushions that'll serve as a mattress until we can get enough wool to make our own.

Heh...

I hope my wool can grow in fuller some day. I'd love to make a pillow or such with my own wool.

[the-wayward-flock]

"That is a wonderful dream, Poyel." *Tiferet smiled, gently ruffling a patch of the short, fuzzy wool on their shoulder.*

*she then walks over to where Poyel had set the materials aside so the two of them can start making the bed together.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They follow.* So, aside from the heretics, how was your mission? See anything cool?

*They asked as they began assembling.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"I... Didn't really get much of a chance to sight-see." *Tiferet admitted, picking up a small mallet from the tools Poyel had set up.*

*she then gently, yet firmly tapped the mallet against where two or more pieces of wood touched to straighten the meeting points for a flush, friction-fit that keeps the frame together evenly.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) Fair enough, it's good that you were trying to be quick out there. You know...maybe if you went with someone else I'd feel better about you going out on missions. Buddy system and all that. If I won't go, I'm sure someone else will. What do you think?

*They asked as they picked up a board, lining it up so Tiferet could hammer it in as well.*

[the-wayward-flock]

"That sounds like a great idea." *Tiferet nods, tapping in the piece of wood that Poyel just picked up.* "But who'd go with me?" *She asked.*

"Most of the other ghosts here have their own businesses to attend to, Yorabba's about to up sticks with Zainab, and your fellow rot-cured followers would prefer to stay alive under Cold Mother's protection again..."

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) I mean, everyone fixing up their homes are likely looking to score extra wool. Put it up on the quest board that you're looking for a mercenary to go with you. Whatever you decide the price I'll work for and save until you come back.

[the-wayward-flock]

"That'd work." *Tiferet agreed, hammering in the last piece of the main frame into place.*

*The next step was adding the legs to the bed*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They began working on the legs.* This is a lot better building with someone else.

*They chuckled.*

Less lonely too.

[the-wayward-flock]

"Oh, definitely." *Poyel agreed with a smile, getting the small mallet ready once again.*

*As Poyel put each leg to a corner of the frame, Tiferet gave each one a few knocks with the mallet to set them flush*

*One by one, each leg was attached until all four were fitted. Problem was, they still needed to get the frame back over so that the feet were on the ground.*

"You need help tipping this back on it's feet?" *Tiferet asks*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded* Yes please.

*They began lifting their side of the bed.*

[the-wayward-flock]

*As Poyel hoisted the frame onto its side to get it over, Tiferet braced the legs on the side up in the air and helped them gently lower the bed back down onto all four feet.*

"Now it's starting to look like an actual bed." *Tiferet smiled.* "Next we need to put together the headboard."

{ @cold-mother-yngya }

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Poyel) *They nodded, smiling as they grabbed the wood carved for the headboard.*

I can't wait until this place is finished. It'll be nice having a home again.

*they chuckled.*

[cold-mother-yngya]

(Hard to rp without my notifications, Tumblr @staff . 😭)

[cold-mother-yngya]

Webber: Miss Yngya do you want a Garland?

Yes please! Thank you my child!

[cold-mother-yngya]

Rami…

Do you only make weapons or have you made armor as well?

(Rami) I'm mostly skilled in weaponry, but I can make armor as well. It just costs extra. *She chuckled*