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 Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 5:08 pm
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Tshala laughed long and heartily at that. She remembered the days when she’d been a nervous novice. It seemed so long ago now. She’d dedicated her life and passion to the plants and they were everything to her. That was the best thing about plants. Plant greens and you would grow greens. All it took was a little time, effort, and patience, and you could grow just about anything.
“Ah, Sekhmet, you are doing very well indeed. Your lines are nice and straight. Perhaps just a touch far apart, but that is no bad thing if these grow as well as they should,” she stated with conviction.
“You are certainly doing a better job that many of the others,” she added dryly as she turned her critical eye on the others nearby.
“HEY YOU! MIND YOUR LINES! YOUR SEEDLINGS WILL SPROUT LOOKING LIKE THEY ARE DRUNK ON BAD BREW!” she hollered at one of the young males a few plots over. The lion in question hunched his shoulders and waved sheepishly before paying closer attention to his lines.
“You see?” she asked as she turned back to Sekhmet, chuckling under her breath.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 5:58 pm
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"Oh, of course," Sekhmet said with a nod, ears twisting forward now that the shouting had ended. She waited for the question and, when it came, she had to smile. The answer probably wasn't what Tshala was anticipating, but it was the truth all the same.
"I grew up in a pride that was nothing but sand, an occasional tree here or there," she said with a fond sigh. She did miss her home if only because she hadn't seen her family in a long time. She was glad she had left, though, because she had seen and learned so much in her travels.
"So when I left and I found out that not every place was just sand I became fascinated with everything green. And when I came here and found there was a rank where you simply grew things, I had to sign up for that one."
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 6:14 pm
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The honest answer surprised and delighted Tshala, though she managed to keep both from showing on her expression. She did allow herself a satisfied nod, quite pleased with herself for finding such talent in the new farmers.
“Well now, I like that just fine indeed,” said Tshala. Eyeing the other new growers from the corner of her eye, an excellent idea occurred. She didn’t normally pair up the newer growers as it was a lot of pressure while they were still learning. But Sekhmet had a natural talent that just needed nurturing. She also needed a boost of confidence.
“I don’t normally do this, but I’d like to pair you up with knucklehead over there,” she pointed a paw in the direction of the lion she’d yelled at earlier, whose lines were better but still looked like a mess compared to Sekhmet’s regimented, tidy plantings.
“You finished up so quickly and he is still struggling. I need to check on the ones in the far corner and if you can help him at all, I’d me mighty grateful.”
It was true that Tshala needed to check on the others but she also wanted to see how the other lioness would do.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2018 6:55 pm
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Sekhmet lowered her head to the ground, sniffing along the little piles she had just made. She had been tasked with planting new piles of greens for the herds and she was taking her job very seriously. The job of the farmers was to grow plants for both the prey that lived in North Farthing as well as the wheat that was used for their own Brews, but by far the more important of the two - to her at least - was the food that would lure and keep their own food around.
