And you, stay away from the livestock. The spectators disperse and I crawl back into my hay pile. It's wonderful how the lovely Kattienne warns me of the livestock. Eating this late usually gives me nightmares. I nuzzle deep in the straw and drift off once again into sleep.
Morning comes too early.
I drag myself from my warm bed and stretch the sleep from my body. The group I have been adventuring with is gathering near the entrance gate, preparing for the trip to the Crater. Nehemiah the Archmage is already mixing regents and preparing to open the portal. I walk over and hear various Baaahs coming from the group, followed by snickers. Kattienne says, trying to hold back a laugh.