Day 94

It was dark in my hut when the eldest barbarian entered. His voice was a hushed whisper as he called out to me. The littlest barbarian, hearing something amiss, began to stir in her pile of furs near the hearth. She let out a mewl of protest as his voice intruded into the last few blessed minutes of her sleep. I may have grumbled more than a little myself.

He had invaded the sanctuary of my hut to inform me that the White Wolf had been sick again in the Gathering Hall. Twice. The littlest barbarian wailed in protest as I rose from my furs and left the hut, letting a sliver of morning light invade the windowless confines of my sleeping hut.

By the time I was finished cleaning up the mess the White Wolf had left upstairs, the littlest barbarian was sending up a cacophony of protests. I am quite certain that the littlest barbarian is the culprit behind the White Wolf's upset stomach. It doesn't take a Shaman to know that wolves have no business eating the rich foods little barbarians survive upon. Though convincing any of the barbarians, let alone the little one, to cease feeding her such things is nigh impossible.If the White Wolf has another bout of sickness, I'll have to take her to the Shaman. For now though, I'm assuming it's the littlest barbarian's generosity that has caused her illness.

Considering how this day started, it has ended on a much better note. After dropping the elder barbarians at the Halls of Learning, I treated the littlest barbarian and myself to a special breakfast from the Comet. I felt that I deserved it after cleaning up two massive piles of wolf-sick and the littlest barbarian's own loaded cloths. After a short nap, the littlest barbarian, the White Wolf (feeling much recovered I expect), and I ventured out into the neighborhood of our settlement on a short hike. It's been so long since we've been out hiking regularly that I dare not push myself to far. A couple of miles is enough for now.

It being the short day at the Halls of Learning, I quite expected that the littlest barbarian would refuse to take her second nap, but one of the Most Honorable Elders took the middle barbarian on a southbound caravan for the afternoon. The eldest, allowed to play with the glowing rocks, was quiet enough that the littlest barbarian and I were able to settle in for a short but potent nap.

My partner was late returning from the hunt, but unlike last night he was home in time for dinner. He has been tracking a particularly difficult herd of animals and is hoping to catch them by the beginning of next week.  I still have some cleaning to do around the settlement before the littlest barbarian's Birthing Day Ritual in two short days, but worries about the future have no business in my mind tonight.

I have just settled the littlest barbarian down for her night's rest, the middle barbarian is working on something in the Dining Hall and the eldest is attempting to scrub the grime from himself in the hot springs. Soon, they will be settled into their furs and my partner and I will have some time alone to relax.

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