#debukefarmhold

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While several other members of the Lodge may be off on a mission of sorts, Sylvi is making her way over the bridge to the Farm.

Murray greets her, with a grunt.

"Hi, Storm Murray. Everything good?" She's armed with her spear and knife. She's been carrying the knife ever since she got it, but the spear has been more of a sometimes thing...until news of the Dragon. Now she carries it much of the time.

"No. A dragon will tear down a lodge around Samhain, a satyr knocked up three of our own, we got Eiluned snooping around, and the Chief isn't hiding her romance nearly as well as she thinks. Oh, and Mara's 'workshop' has us down one barn and I get tired of the weird sounds. You?"

"Ditto on the dragon, a kinain who thinks he's hot-shit, a new guy who's a sweetheart but is also a wopletinger, a wilder pirate who's getting her own ship, and oh yeah, sophomore year." She gives him a look to see how that measures up in his book.

"Hmm yeah, Sophomore year might put you over the hump on that. Permission to bitch anywhere you want in the farm taht Aunt Agnes can't hear you granted. " was that humor?

Sylvi gives him a sassy smirk. "Thanks. I need to see either Clem or Emmit. They about?"

"Actually, you're in luck, the Chief is available for once...more or less. We got a sheep. Just one, she's shearing it." He looks amused, "She's learning how to shear it."

"Ohhh...my condolences to the sheep." Sylvi grins. "Thanks." And she heads off to follow the sounds of outraged bleating.

"Now why is it coming off the left side deeper than the right?" the voice can be heard from a small barn.//'BAAAAA!' /"No one asked you"

The DeBukes have never had sheep. it's amusing that even they have to learn new skills

"Hi, Clem." Sylvi says as she enters the barn. "Bad time?"

"Depends.. if you want wool? Possibly. You want mutton? Possibly not" //'BAAAA" /"Oh hush. What can I do for you?" Clem says

"Well...I need help, but you look like you need help right now, too. Is there anything I can do to assist while I talk?" She watches the odd wrestling match.

"Yeah, here, help hold her head just so... and go ahead and tell me about this help?"

Sylvi does as asked, and she says reasonably to the sheep, "Clem doesn't mean to hurt you. Try to trust her, and she'll figure it out faster. It'll be worse if you struggle, and then you have to keep wearing a too-hot fleece in this weather, right?"

"bbaaah" Bit of a fuss

"That's what I said, but she wouldn't believe me"

Then she looks at Clem. "It's about Spring magics. I know I haven't really focused as much as I could have...but with the Dragon coming...well, I'm wondering how fast I could progress on them. We might need them. A lot."

"You want crash courses to.. mm not sure, Mastery isn't always something you can cram" Clem says "But given it's to help agianst the dragon, we can try. How much time can you sacrifice?"

"Well...I can probably get out of some chores if my folks and the Chieftain know what it's for. And weekends. And..." she hesitates. "And I can drop cheerleading. I'll study Spring instead." Determined.

CLem stops "But you love cheerleading"

Stubborn look. "I love my home and family more."

"Maybe you can have both. Why don't you check with your folks. I bet they'd let you off a few chores to do each. But yes we'll train you. It's in our own interest"

Relief in her face. "Thanks. I figure...it might be needed." Then she looks again at the stubborn animal she's trying to hold still. "Why are you suddenly including sheep?"

"It's payment for help we gave a local boggan family. They insisted on paying us back. And this is how they did it."

"Well...the gift that keeps on giving?"

"Mmph" She says "Well, we'll see how it works out. Sheep cut too close to the grass... can rob cows of their food."

"If I might ask, this dragon story has you worried. Understandable, but you do realize that it's not something your folks would want you putting your own life in a storage unit for right? "

"Well...one sheep. How bad could that get?"

"Not too much I suppose"

Sylvi frowns. "The way I see it, Chieftain," she switches to formal tone, "I'm already afraid, and I may not survive this. I've got a couple of choices about that. I can do the live-while-I-can approach, and whoop it up before the Dragon arrives because, heck, might be dead later...or I can use the time to do what I can to make sure I get more life afterwards, along with everybody else. I..." a pause "...I don't know exactly how we could have not lost Kelby, but I want to know that I'm doing what I can to make sure we don't lose too many this time."

"Kelby was not anyone's fault but mine" Clem says sadly, "But I do see your point. You are very much a troll, Sylvi. I see good things in you for our kith and I'm proud to have you as part of the family."

A hint of a grin at the compliment. "Thank you. And you know Kelby would never agree with you about it being your fault. Might even get mad about you trying to take credit for her bravery or something."

"Mm she might at that, she always was stubborn"

a bit of a smile back

A nod, an inhale, a swallow. "Right. So....anyway. Thanks." Pause. "This guy's not going to tip you for this haircut."

"No she is not"Clem pats the sheep and lets it go... "Okay, bit of a punker look but it works" CLem says "Now, let's wash off, and I'll teach you some more now "

Sylvi brightens. "Now? You're sure? Great!" She follows, eager to get started.

"Hey, you're feeling it... and I don't have to shear. This is a win for us both... now, remember, Spring can be tied to the growth of the green, often positive thoughts of renewal can help the magic...."

Someone Baas as they walk by

"I will stuffed you into a can and shake you until you are paint!" Clem calls back, then goes back toh er beautific tone "so think joyfully"

A snicker at that. "Right. Okay. Joyful thinking."

"Going to be hard to do sometimes, when things are really bad. But I'll practice that. I guess...cheerleading would actually be good training there, huh?"

Clem pauses, "You know? I hadn't thought of it that way, but yes. Cheerleading revives spirits, it raises energy... heck, you could even make jokes about fertliity goddesses begging your pardon but yes it fits."

"Cool!" she smiles.

"Might even be a source of some useful bunks" CLem says "This is good. Really good. Let's work with this ..shall we? " She prepares some seeds to practice on "Encourage these to grow"

"Cheer bunks? Hey...yeah...." This is clearly an interesting idea. She looks at the seeds thoughtfully for a moment, then she looks around and finds a couple of handfuls of hay, which she brandishes like raggedy pom-poms. She 'rolls' her hands in front of her, chanting, "You're pretty small/ but soon you'll be tall! / 2, 4, 6, 8, You are gonna germinate! / GoooooOOOO, SEEDS!" she ends with a jump to a spread limb pose.

And the seed bursts up mimmicing her as new Corn