Sound the Alarm!

She shouldn't have gone looking for the stupid ass, the bastard had wandered so far, and her attempts to stop him dragging home yet another unneeded braying mouth to feed had been for naught. At least she could use the beasts to clear land, but their upkeep and the shrill noises they made were so tedious. At least the search had served as a distraction. A distraction from her sister in law wasting away before their eyes, the way her brother desperately clung...

Róta shook her head to chase the thoughts away, nipping at Steig's heels to chase the boy along. They shouldn't be late, and yet somehow she was. She'd put it down to old bones. When had that happened?