Our world is being torn a{p}art...

Mistral polished off the rest of her plate standing up. "Let's get started!" She hummed excitedly, grabbing a wide brimmed jar and two small scissors. She plopped a wide hat on her head. Humming she made her way out the door and out back where the garden lay. It was surrounded by a surprisingly tall fence with a small gate the some of the plants holding produce.

"That's basil. Don't worry about that for now, come here." She said gently, waving her over to where she was crouched in front of a bean plant. "I need you help." She said with a hum, reaching one of the pods a pulling them it off with a clean snap. "Yep, their definitely ready." She said with satisfaction, taking an experimental bite.

"So what I need you to is to harvest this one along with a few other ones and put them in the basket. You'll when they're ready when they come off like this--" She made an example tugging off another pod with a clean snap. "If they don't come off like this then leave them there because they aren't ready." She explained looking over to see of Bunny got it.

"Good!" She praised delightedly as she watched her for a for more mintues. "It looks like you have it all under control here." She said with a hum picking up the small scissors moving over to a tomato plant. "I really do appreciate you helping." She said warmly as she gently snipped a red tomato away from it's stem and placed it in basket. "It's a bit hard doing things around here with 6 sets of hands." She hummed as she reached for another.

Mistral looked over to Bunny curiously the burst in to a series of giggles, not with the intention of offending her. "There's nothing to worry about! This isn't poisonous at all look--" She hummed taking a bite out of a freshly picked tomato, smiling gleefully. "See? Perfectly fine!" She said offering her the tomato to try out herself.

"See!" She hummed, shaking her head when Bumny offered the food back, snipping off a few more tomatoes as she did. "You can have the rest of it-- oh! You have a little.." She made a slight gesture to her chin, hoping that she caught her drift.

In the distace Ryland was making his return trip carrying what goods he didn't manage to sell and two goats, who were bleating, most likely assuming that thier lives were going to end soon. Well at least not for a long time.

"Yep!" She said with a bright laugh before turning back to the tomato vine before snipping off the last few ripe ones and moving to a cucumber plant near by and beginning to work on that. She looked in the air as she heard a sharp cry above her. She let out an excited 'Oh!' before rushing off returning with a rope. "Bunny, do you mind helping me with this?"

Ryland circled lazily as he waited for his mother to return. Once he spotted her he slowly made his way down. Once their hooves touched the ground the goats tried to make a bolt for it, Mistral only managing to get a hold onto one as the other one scampered off into the woods. "Shit." He muttered once he managed to slip back into his human form picking up the rucksack he had placed on the ground. Months of going to that god-forsaken village only to have half of his hard work run away.

"I'll go get it," Ryland muttered, preparing to take off again, being stopped by Mistral's gentle hand. "It's fine we can lure it back pretty easy." She reasurred telling him to go grab the dried fruit from the cellar. He gave a slight nod dissapear around the back of the house.

"Bunny, do you mind taking this one to the shed? Its by the chicken coop over there." She said pointing over in it's direction. To make in a bit easier she slid a lead around it's neck. She turned a bit when her son came back, holding a couple of jars filled to the brim with dried apple chips and the like.

"I got some oats too," He said, following his mothers instructions to go and sprinkle some near by in the forest to encourage it to come back.

By the time Bunny came back Ryland had already made his trip spreading the fruit and oats around. "By the way you came back earlier than expected." Mistral pointed out cheerfully, a smile on her face.

"Yeah, it was a slow day so not many people were there. Plus I heard it was going to to rain some time this afternoon and I didn't want to get stranded." He said glancing at his sack. "I got the stuff you needed by the way along with some other things." He said, with a glance.

"Ah! Thank you! I'll take these inside and make some lunch. Can you help Bunny with the rest of the gardening?" She said warmly, making it hard for him to say no. "Good! I'll call you both in when it's done," She sing-songed as she disappeared into the house. Ryland rolled his shoulders and went to the garden looking over what was done before pucking up where his mother left off.

Ryland felt a weird prickle at the back of his neck and turned to Bunny eyes narrowed. He missed her glare though and tried to shrug it off, but that weird pickling feeling remained. After Bunny left he focused on the rest of his task, taking the rest of the cucumbers and a few bunches of herbs before standing up and making his way in side, noting that the sky was clouding over. He let out a groan before walking over inside, carrying the basket with him.

Mistral stood by the sink humming a careless tune as she sawed the leftover bread for sandwiches, wondering what she should put on it. "Maybe some bacon? Or cucumbers.." She pondered this for a moment looking over as the door opened. "Oh, thank you for finishing up. Just set them right there for now." She hummed motioning over to a clear spot on the counters. "I'll use some of this for dinner, Can 3/4s of what's left and use the rest to feed the goats." She said with a nod as she considered what to do with the peas. "Ah, by the way--" She paused when Ryland came in looking a tiny bit annoyed as he carried in his own basket.

"It looks like it's about to rain so I'm gonna put the chickens up and check up on the goat." He announced before his mother asked and worried herself. He went ahead and placed his basket on the counter before leaving out the door again. Mistral looked particularly worried for him, not wanting to get caught up in the rain and catch a cold.