Greymane's ear twitches." I still think you should talk to her when she wakes. She might not be what you expect." Greymane eats, cleaning his plate. " Dinner is going to be great tonight. I have several deer loins!" He watches the rain coming down. " Well, I'd better get the drying racks out if it's gonna do that. Excuse me." He pushes away from the table to swiftly move the drying racks under the eaves out of the summer rain before the meat and apples were spoilt.
He comes back inside to clear lunch away, then proceeds to start on some more work that needed doing. Feeding and milking the goat again, checking fences, working the garden, then foraging the forest for herbs, fruits and various seasonal edibles. The billy goat had a bell that tinkled dully every time he trotted about, leading the milk goat and her kid. Even with the rain, the goats were glad for the little edibles that Greymane brought them. He was working on finishing up a more secure lockup for them at night, as the forest was not safe, and even less safe at night.