06-17-2020, 09:42 PM
Alaric could safely say that he was quite glad that he had not been given the task to clean out the windmill. He was a feline, and that meant he was rather small. As such, heavy lifting was not his forte in any way, shape, or form. For that reason it was definitely a good call on Leroy's part to give Keter, a wolfdog, that responsibility. He'd not seen or heard much about Keter, but from his few interactions with them, they didn't seem helpless. Hopefully he'd at least be capable of cleaning out a windmill without assistance.
This assumption proved to be true. Alaric ventured outside of his home in order to stretch his legs. He headed for the town square, first. He spotted the grain and flour and other materials within the square as he approached and figured that it must have been a result of Keter's efforts. The tabby could not say that he had expected for them to get to work so quickly, but... they did. Keter was nowhere to be found, so he ventured to the windmill to see the results of their progress.
He stepped into the windmill and issued a glance around the room. It was spotless; even the floor was clean. As to how that was the case, Alaric couldn't be quite sure. When he left, Alaric spotted Keter lying on a bale of hay not far from him, and figured it wouldn't hurt to compliment the wolfdog on their work.
"Nice job," said the tabby as he approached Keter. "But I must ask, how did you do it so quickly?" Alaric had yet to do his, and he was honestly quite impressed at the speed with which Keter accomplished theirs.
This assumption proved to be true. Alaric ventured outside of his home in order to stretch his legs. He headed for the town square, first. He spotted the grain and flour and other materials within the square as he approached and figured that it must have been a result of Keter's efforts. The tabby could not say that he had expected for them to get to work so quickly, but... they did. Keter was nowhere to be found, so he ventured to the windmill to see the results of their progress.
He stepped into the windmill and issued a glance around the room. It was spotless; even the floor was clean. As to how that was the case, Alaric couldn't be quite sure. When he left, Alaric spotted Keter lying on a bale of hay not far from him, and figured it wouldn't hurt to compliment the wolfdog on their work.
"Nice job," said the tabby as he approached Keter. "But I must ask, how did you do it so quickly?" Alaric had yet to do his, and he was honestly quite impressed at the speed with which Keter accomplished theirs.
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