Re: Mjorna
Yulka crawled out of her little shelter, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Good nap. She gazed out over her animals, who were still grazing. She counted them up once, then again, and again. She could get a consistent number from the haze of sleep. She stood and walked over to the animals, counting one final time. "Good..." she said, finally getting the right number.
She leaned against a cow, and started to fall back asleep... until the cow moo'd in protest. "Fine fine," she said as she moved off.
The bunny kin took a seat, watching over the animals. Her hand moved up to examine the bump, before she winced. "Owie...." It just brought back the pain that had gone away from the rest. "Ow ow ow ow..." she whined pathetically.