welcome home babydoll

Corbie's muzzle lolled open in a satisfied grin as Tam and Ren helped her drive the tiny flock of sheep into a separate pasture from the main flock. It would mean more work for the pack, keeping two separate flocks, but she'd finally picked up the new breed she'd been working on trading for and she wanted to keep them separate to keep the lines pure. The pack could handle the small bit of extra work, and they already kept the lands clear of predators anyway so it wouldn't be an issue. These small, more docile sheep would do well to keep the understory in the orchard more clear without damaging the fruit trees and vines that made it useful, and their wool was soft without the unique double coat of the sheep they already had. It would be a good addition to their options, for sure. She'd need to finish putting the fencing up around the orchard though before they could go in there, so for now they were in a separate pasture here while she worked on that. Three ewes and a ram was a small start but enough for now. Closing the gate, she leaned against it to watch them begin to settle in.