I agreed to cook some food for an event hosted by another kinship's event a few days later, as requested by a friend - Geofforin. This is me in Michel Delving with Fleurinia, my pet rabbit, doing just that.
She wasn't used to feeling so drowsy. After the events of yesterday seemed to drain her to the bone, she expected to sleep like a rock. Such wasn't the case. Resting on the floor while a strange man slept in her cot likely had something to do with that, but add to that the countless new questions that swirled in her head, and she barely slept a wink.
"There once was an old dwarven abbot,
Who relished to feed upon rabbits;
When he'd eat eighteen,
he turned perfectly green,
Then swear to relinquished that habit!" Givil Runebreaker