Alpaca Punch

Sota moved along without much effort. His leg was fully healed, but with all injuries it had a tendency to flare up when the weather was cold or wet; luckily today was neither of those things and he was feeling quite good, and capable of efficiently helping Resin with this task she'd asked him to join in with. Sota wasn't completely sure what purpose these beasts would ultimately serve but it seemed a worthwhile task regardless, at least to him. Since this castle would be a more permanent home it made sense to start some endeavors that would benefit them in the long run.

His short legs carried him along, occasionally redirecting his path and speed as a few alpacas began to stray to the side. It was a delicate balance, keeping them in a group and moving in one direction. Once he swore the group was about to splinter but he pulled ahead a bit more quickly and they easily fell back into line. The castle grew larger as they neared it, carefully veering toward the entrance to the field. It wasn't too difficult to get them angled in the wide opening as they drew closer - not quite effortless, but it wasn't a super difficult feat with their careful movements. As the herd began to filter in Sota glanced across at Resin to further instruction.