The last straw

They found their rhythm easily enough. Working around each other as he held and she tied. Occasionally, Solar with his sharp beak would nudge a cord this way or that to help the wolves tie their knots. When they were ready for placement he watched as she used her own body as a marker. Stretching out her back leg in the post of a runner as she stuck the sticks through the earth.

She wanted two legs off the ground to look like it was running, and he used the sticks as a platform to rest the raised legs on to give it that illusion. They were almost done.. And he realised what they were missing at about the same time Anthea did. He laughed at her suggestion of something that would sway, and considered for a moment. “Solar, see if you can snip off a large clump of evergreen for us?” he asked the bird as the little cormorant lifted off to do exactly that. He returned shortly after, struggling with his burden which he dropped at their feet. Merc tied the evergreen to the back end, and the busy leaves had a bit of flow and were able to sway more than tied hay. “Whatcha think?” he asked Anthea


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