sweet, delicious, yummy wine
henny - seasonal
04-30-2024, 06:55 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-30-2024, 08:34 PM by Sloan. Edited 1 time in total.)
Sloan by no means was considered a girly-girl. Well, okay, maybe a little bit, but not like so much that one could call her prissy. She wasn't that bad! Really, it was the fact that enjoyed the finer things in life. One of those finer things was wine. Ah, sweet, delicious wine that made her lips pucker and belly warm. Back home in Saffron, such wine was always readily available for whenever she wanted or needed it. Before she left, frankly and unfortunately, she had needed it more than she wanted to admit. When your family sucked as much as hers did, you found way to cope. Sloan coped with wine. The travels from Saffron to Boreas had forced her to quit colt turkey. There was no room on her shoddy little raft to hold any wine so she went through the achy headache of withdrawals for a few days before feeling better. Now that she was gaining her footing upon new lands, she found herself craving a nice, mulled wine to help keep her warm at night. Being alone for so long having been taught little to no real life skills, she felt a tad useless. What good was she anyway if she couldn't make anything at all? Convinced that if she could make some wine for herself, she could at least start fermenting some more and trading it for other goods. Heading west from the Moontouched Cliffs, Sloan had smelled the sickly sweet and decaying scents of varying fruits. Whatever these fruits were would be perfect for her next venture! Following her nose to an orchard, she was disappointed only for a moment to find out that what separated her from her conquest was the scent of a pack. Were there really that many wolves here?! Not stupid enough to trespass during the day, Sloan spent the rest of the afternoon finding a basket of sorts (she really has no clue what its made of) to use for her fruit. As soon as night fell, that ominously large moon glaring at her from above, she slips across the border with wet, muddy paws to hide her scent. Plucking up fruit only from the ground, she quickly fills her basket and heads further west before she gets caught. Keeping a basket bouncing pace far enough until she feels safe and unfollowed, her eyes gleam with curiosity as she soon approaches the mouth of a glittering cave. A small sound of awe leaves her lips as she travels inward, realizing now that the glow of the cavern is from the mushrooms that line the walls. What a perfect place to make her first creation and give it a whirl! Discovering a small cavernous room off the main path, Sloan sets her fruit-filled basket down and sets about making a fire. She believes her basket is made of some type of stone or metal so it will at least be fire-proof enough to place over the flames. Flames flicker to life, adding a tinge of orange-red to the blue-green of the walls, Sloan sits back and pulls the basket toward her. Staying warm by the dancing fire, she gets to work mashing and pressing the variety of fruit she's collected. The apples feel mushier than she's expecting and the pears are harder than she likes, but its doable if she puts some muscle into it. After a few minutes, she tires from hunching over and stands up so she can lean more directly over the cauldron-like basket. Slowly, her concoction is coming to fruition and she's eager to get it finished and on the flames to cook and begin fermenting. |
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