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Brynn headed to the farms after breakfast. The beasting guild always had plenty of work to do, and she wanted to finish her chores before the Magi practice that afternoon.

As she entered the milking shed she was greeted by one of the dogs she had befriended, a large male with a shaggy brown coat called Madden. “Brynn/Lantir comes early today.” Lantir was a nickname the beasts sometimes used to refer to Brynn, in reference to the acrobatic routine she performed with the Magi. The closest translation she had come up with was “one who flies”. While that wasn’t strictly true, she still liked the nickname.

The highlander ruffled Madden’s fur affectionately. “There is much work to be done.” She settled herself on a stool next to the first cow as the dog arranged himself at her feet. She sent a brief greeting to the bovine then set to work.

Brynn was so absorbed in her work and an ongoing conversation with Madden that she barely registered the younger girl’s entrance. It wasn’t until Madden sent a friendly greeting that she noticed.

“Oh! Hello. Weren’t you at the table at breakfast this mornin’?”

Well, this girl certainly wasn’t much of a talker. She’d barely said a word at breakfast that morning either. Brynn decided to give it one more shot, but if the other girl’s reticence continued then the highlander wasn’t going to push it. She always made a point to be friendly, but if her friendliness wasn’t returned then she saw no reason to continue. “You’re in the Beasting Guild too, aren’t you? Like me. I’ve seen you around on the farms a bit.”

Brynn grinned. "You were nealy in trouble there! Of course we've got things under control here. Thank you for the kind words, though." She patted her latest cow on the rump as she sent it away. "We're nearly finished in here, so we'll have to put up with the heat later."