It wasn't the first time Arialla had slipped and fallen in the snow this DeepFrost, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. Torchline sounded better and better every moment.
"Thank you," she told Evie, both for the offer of assistance in moving to Torchline and for the more immediate hand up, which she accepted, of course. Sneezing a little, Arialla brushed hay off her face as Evie did the same to her clothes. Arialla was a bit bruised, but she'd manage, so she quickly got back to spreading hay. With luck, she wouldn't put them too far behind ... though she hoped they weren't on too tight a schedule here, either. If she worked hard, maybe she'd even have time to help with the buckets as well -- although she didn't relish the thought of scooping up snow with her already-damp gloves.
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Arialla's going to focus on finishing up the hay-spreading. Not sure if she'll have the time/chance to work on buckets too, but she'll pitch in if she can, just grabbing snow with her hands and plopping it into the nearest bucket.
please don't take my sunshine away
