Just Another Day

"Over here!" Huata called back as she opened the gate to an enclosure. Shanku turned on her heel and came darting past as quick as she could, the yak not far behind. Shanku unceremoniously dropped the calf to the ground and went leaping over the other side of the pen, the yak continuing to chase her until it had to stop short at the fence. She snorted at the kurach and walked back to her panting calf. Huata shut and locked the gate as Shanku dropped to the ground to regain her breath. Huata walked up to Shanku while holding a clay pot. "Good job! Now we just have to milk her."

"Do you have less dangerous ways of staying warm around here?" Shanku asked between breaths.

"Well, it was your decision to assume your feral form before engaging in the chase," Huata laughed. "You could always collect the droppings."

"To burn for your fires?" Shanku asked.

"How'd you know?" Huata asked curiously as Shanku took the pot.

"Zihna had me picking up dried Urych pies for the same reason," she replied in disgust as she crawled over the fence. She carefully crept up to the yak cow, who to her surprise was no longer interested in trying to stomp her into the ground. "Ya know, I expected worse," Shanku remarked as she begin to milk the yak.

"Yaks are very sweet creatures," Huata nodded as she propped up on the fence. "Like all mothers, they don't like their kids frightened by things with sharp teeth. And he's not used to use yet," she said as she nodded to the calf curled up and resting in the snow."

"Here ya be!" Shanku stated proudly when she had finished. She held out the pot to Huata. "What other dangers await?"