Little chicks in tow, Cerin couldn't be happier. In fact, releasing them actually felt really sad. He opened the cage to watch the little ducklings run out. Their cute adorably baby wobble made them look a thousand times more innocent than they were. He was at least glad to see them make it through this. They were aquatic creatures, but like all babies, there was no way they could continue going and going. Swimming was still a lot of work. Looking to Myrrine, he nodded to let her chick follow. It was obvious from their little adventure that she had bonded with it. He hoped that her sadness was less than his, but would understand. That creature had seen what everyone else had missed. That little bird saw just how good she was. It was a shame that it had to be locked up with the rest of the animals.
The all too familiar voice boomed again. This time, they needed to collect things to keep the ship in one piece. How in the world were they supposed to do that? Cerin alone knew that logs (which was the obvious material) would be much too heavy for them to bring back alone. Turning, he knew they needed to stay at least near the boat. That way, whatever they decided to bring would be a quick journey there and back.
Nodding for Myrrine, he offered his shoulder should she need it. These quests just kept going and going, so it was the least he could do. Then, he moved forward, trying to look for something they could use. Suddenly, a large curved piece of bark was hanging from a tree. Walking over, he pulled it off and placed it on the ground. They could use this to carry things back. Thinking back to what they had to get, he remembered the plants. They would need dirt right? Digging then, he began to pile it up in the bark. Each hoof strike sending dirt flying. Sheepishly he looked up to Myrrine hoping he had not hit her with it. Hopefully she could deal with a dirty companion! After a few moments fresh, ripe dirt was piled on the bark. It was a good amount, so he knew he'd have to drag it by his teeth back to the boat. It would be nasty, but nonetheless helpful.
Before he left however, he looked incase Myrrine had anything she wanted to bring. He would help her collect it in a heartbeat. Those around her were collecting things, one pair looked to be taking branches, while he could not see the other. It was pleasing to know that even though horses may not get along, they were working together for a great cause. Hopefully this just paid off in the end.
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Tag;; @[Myrrine]
Words;; Merin! <3
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