《Dadnoblade》Day out
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I held papa' s hand on the way knowing we would have to stop in a bit and eat. As if papa was reading my mind he pulled us to a stop and started making food and sending me and Raboo to scavenge for food.
My silent foot steps on the forest floor quiet and inaudible. I spot something what is it? As I get closer saw a mountain goat a fat one struggling to get back up the step of stone.it's own weight pulling it down. The arrow was out my pack and flying through the air with a small whistle. The arrow landed strong in the goats eye. It fell to the floor with a loud bang. I run up to it inspecting the goat. It had thick brown hair it was double the size of me.
Ranboo still looking for berries in the forest will papa cooked the potatoes. Both busy so I skin the goat at the edge of a pond. I put its fur in the water so i could brush it out and put it in with the other things in my bag. A fox white one with hints of blue on its tail and ears. I Chuck the head an legs of the goat to it the fox Ate it greedily . until there was no meat left on the bones. I smiled at the animal as it came close curling in my side.
I gut the goat collecting the pile of bones for papa's wolves. I give any scraps to the skinny fox. Washing my hands and meat in the water. We were next to the ocean so I scraped salt of the rocks into a small jar I kept. I press a pinch of salt in the meat. I see some sweet Berry witch I collect putting it in my pouch with the fur.
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When I hear my nickname being called in the distance I pick up the fox , my bag and the meat running back to the campsite. Papa looks pleased with my meat strips complementing me on my precise cuts. He takes the fox slipping a collar Around it's stomach giving me the lead attached to the collar.
We ate the food happily the goat meat with the mashed the potato and carrots ranboo had somehow found in the wood. After the meal
I collect some sand putting out the fire as we set of again.
As we walk I watch the sunset the sky turning beautiful shades of pinks, purples and some greens. The colours shot across the sky as my legs began to ache and slow. Papa noticed this and picked me up knowing the walk was long around 5 miles. I rest my head on his shoulder and my eyelids gradually got heavy I was tired from being woken up so early this morning.
I woke up as we got to the gates. We were greeted by Tubbo at around 6pm we had eaten tea around 5 because we missed lunch so we didn't need to eat but Tubbo gave me a chocolate witch I took happily . It was sweeter than the one papa had.
I smiled happy saying a small thank you. Tubbo told use about his plans for building some sort of community house I wanted to help so I went out collective spruce and dark oak wood for the main structure. But I also collect ivy and vines and shall bushed and some yellow flowers to decorate it with.
I got sent to bed before the building was done. But they promised I could plant the daffodils in the morning. I fell asleep fast because of the long tiering walk.
I woke up to light shining on my face I sat up get to my changed into warm clothes.
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