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Flowers for My Mistress
By: Nyah691 Date: February 1, 2020, 10:00 am
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7.28.19
dagger [Nyah’s]
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Hulneth, PoD
shouts to ALL: [High elevations] It was a beautiful afternoon
and i was able to enjoy it by the creek and in the forest,
running gambit and wreaking havoc among the creatures of the
forest. But there was such a sweet scent of cloudberries in the
air that i couldn’t help myself. i wanted to bring some to my
Mistress and i knew they were a distance away. i brought a skin
of water and found leathers of one of the lads to wear though
the bottoms needed to be rolled up a good bit because i was so
small. Though i was concerned with wild animals, i couldn’t take
a knife or bow, so i bribed one of the lads with a kiss in trade
for his sling-shot and tucked it in the waistband of my
britches. Unsure of how much cloudberry i would find, i found a
scrap of fabric large enough to rig a sling/satchel, where i
could wear it on my back. The next ahn or so i made my way up
into the mountain where i knew there was a patch of cloudberry
in bloom. They liked the shade and only the lightest touch of
Tor-tu-Gor on the alabaster petals. It took me over an ahn to
get up to where they were, pulling myself up on rocks and
shimmying across stone, but it was worth it. The moment i got a
clear view i could see they were practically sweeping across
this mountain and once i got a solid perch i just flung myself
backwards into this blanket of cloudberry, inhaling the sweet
fragrance and saturating myself in the view.
Once i came down off that cloudberry high, i took a moment to
look myself over, rather proud of myself for getting up here.
Not that i thought i couldn’t, but it was much higher than
anything else i ever climbed. My fingers were chewed up and
bloody, but it was expected. After i gathered enough cloudberry
to put in several vases of my Mistress’s cabin, i tucked them in
the sling on my back and decided to take advantage of my time
and see if i might be able to snag something for the kitchen
too. At this elevation i wasn’t sure what would be small enough
foe me to attempt with a sling, but i was pretty sure i’d seen
black squirrel tracks and the kitchen was always in need. i
began to track them, knowing they utilised both the lower
branches and ground to get around. But they were fast and they
could easily leap from limb to limb to get away. i laid a few
boughs of branches down, and nestled my body across them with
sling-shot ready as i watched the area where i saw the tracks. i
almost fell asleep while watching for them, but i wanted them to
forget about me being there. But after awhile they began to
scurry around back and forth and up the tree, swinging from
branch to branch. i poised the sling-shot and followed one. They
were rooting around the ground while surveying around them but
not seeing me. That’s when i let go. It caught him as he was
about to turn around to face me, probably hearing the sling let
free and he was so surprised he didn’t have a chance to even
move, the rock clipping him in the head. He fell over and i was,
determined to go home with two, because one was not a meal for
even me. The squirrel that was nearby came to investigate his
fallen comrade, sniffing and chittering. While his head was
lowered and he was trying to figure it out, i let another rock
go. It did not hit as squarely, giving the squirrel a chance to
flee while i retrieved another rock, poised the sling on the
squirrel and let it go again, hitting him this time and bringing
him down.
Pleased with two, who were quite meaty, i tied them together and
slung them across my chest like a bandolier, which would free my
hands for the climb down. i meandered around for a little while,
finding a creek to wash my hands. The water was icy cold which
helped my fingers and after i dried them i felt ready to
continue back down. The climb down would be a little trickier,
but that was just my preference. i always thought it was easier
going up then down, only because i wasn’t overly fond of
heights. Going up you didn’t have to look down as you were ever
focused on what was ahead. Going down, you periodically needed
to take a look if only to judge how far you had left to go.
Though it took me longer than going up, i finally made it down
and was ever-pleased that i had gone, high-tailing it back to my
Mistress’s cabin where the flower stems would be cut and put in
vases with water and i would leave them in all the rooms. Their
fragrance filled the rooms and the brightness of them was
something i hoped would bring a smile to her day.
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