COLT
I had a vision last night
Horses on the granite plains
That sound of freedom stampeding
Why can't I feel the same?
Horses on the granite plains
That sound of freedom stampeding
Why can't I feel the same?
Everyone edges into their different groups and roles with only a quiet pause for consideration, some of her hands grumbling over ones that were left over while others shrugged without care. A few had picked what they knew best, while some of the fresher ones volunteered for something new. It'd be a good mixture of experience and green, and so the knowledge inevitably gets passed along, handed down with practice and guidance just as her younger days had been. "Healing would be great, thank you Marcus ," Colt murmurs before slipping into her role too.
Jim joins Nova with the sorting, and as she begins and her magic kicks things up easier than just the man running around with hands and feet, he grins happily over at her. However, he does caution her against getting too carried away, and the cattle usually need the visual marker of a body in their way to not challenge the fences and keep trying to barrel through them or jump them even with the gate closed. He tells her she should work the gate open and shut, her magic good for quick timing, and he'll spook away the herd if it presses in too close to try and rush the gate. Another hand is on a horse still with them, applying slight pressure as needed to get the herd moving.
As the cows and calves begin to be sorted, the cows are run down one side and injected as they go to keep them healthy too. Some other hands are in charge of that, while Colt and Jesse work on wrangling the calves to the ground. Chap fringe flies and boots scuff and skid in dirt and shit alike as Jesse grabs their heads and turns opposite their shoulders and momentum, dropping them easily most of the time. Colt is there to snag their tails and add the last bit of oomph to knock them down, and then she and Jesse descend with their knees and body weight to pin the bawling calf down.
This is where Wyatt comes in with a fire-warmed brand, pressing it to their flanks, and Mikey jabs the vaccine into their shoulders. If it's got balls, Wyatt calls out for Marcus , watchful at the youth's first attempt or two, and pointing out exactly where to grab and slice. It's a fairly clean ordeal, only requiring the sharp blade and a steady hand to remove it all in one clean sweep. "Save the testicles in a clean bowl," Colt reminds the younger man. "We're gonna cook 'em up and eat 'em when we're all done with the herd. No sense in wasting the meat."
Last round! Complete your tasks and then Colt will close out the thread with her last post with a dinner and payment.
Jim joins Nova with the sorting, and as she begins and her magic kicks things up easier than just the man running around with hands and feet, he grins happily over at her. However, he does caution her against getting too carried away, and the cattle usually need the visual marker of a body in their way to not challenge the fences and keep trying to barrel through them or jump them even with the gate closed. He tells her she should work the gate open and shut, her magic good for quick timing, and he'll spook away the herd if it presses in too close to try and rush the gate. Another hand is on a horse still with them, applying slight pressure as needed to get the herd moving.
As the cows and calves begin to be sorted, the cows are run down one side and injected as they go to keep them healthy too. Some other hands are in charge of that, while Colt and Jesse work on wrangling the calves to the ground. Chap fringe flies and boots scuff and skid in dirt and shit alike as Jesse grabs their heads and turns opposite their shoulders and momentum, dropping them easily most of the time. Colt is there to snag their tails and add the last bit of oomph to knock them down, and then she and Jesse descend with their knees and body weight to pin the bawling calf down.
This is where Wyatt comes in with a fire-warmed brand, pressing it to their flanks, and Mikey jabs the vaccine into their shoulders. If it's got balls, Wyatt calls out for Marcus , watchful at the youth's first attempt or two, and pointing out exactly where to grab and slice. It's a fairly clean ordeal, only requiring the sharp blade and a steady hand to remove it all in one clean sweep. "Save the testicles in a clean bowl," Colt reminds the younger man. "We're gonna cook 'em up and eat 'em when we're all done with the herd. No sense in wasting the meat."
Last round! Complete your tasks and then Colt will close out the thread with her last post with a dinner and payment.
I've been sipping on a poison
Even on the days I taste it
Run into the same wall
All because I just can't face it
Even on the days I taste it
Run into the same wall
All because I just can't face it
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
