Welp, here's hoping this peaceful moment last. Don't expect it to.
While Henry was in the barn, Belril took advantage of the moment to place a hand over his chest, close his eyes and focus on easing his fatigue. Anyone else would have mistaken him for taking a breather, but he was using his cueless magic to deaden his fatigue so he'd be more able to do more that day.
Turned out to be a good call, because he opened his eyes upon hearing Henry yell and was more able to duck out of the way of incoming goat onto his side. He looked up as he turned over to his other side as Henry passed, giving the rancher an incredulous look.
"You want me to do what," he managed to ask before Henry flew on ahead to in front of the goat, forcing him to get back up to be in better position to dodge Incoming Goat: Round 2. He dipped into the barn he saw Henry in earlier, finding the bag of oats that was mentioned...but there was one little problem.
He couldn't even lift the bag.
He instead looked around for a dry bucket, scooping up some of the oats into it before running back out to see Henry trying and failing to corral the goat back in. Hoping he was making the correct call since he didn't know the goat's given name, he let loose a whistle as he began to pickup a handle of oats before letting them fall back into the barrel after sliding down his hand, hoping to catch her attention with it...
He honestly didn't know what he was doing, and probably would never take up ranching after this on his own. Plants are saner to care for...
Turned out to be a good call, because he opened his eyes upon hearing Henry yell and was more able to duck out of the way of incoming goat onto his side. He looked up as he turned over to his other side as Henry passed, giving the rancher an incredulous look.
"You want me to do what," he managed to ask before Henry flew on ahead to in front of the goat, forcing him to get back up to be in better position to dodge Incoming Goat: Round 2. He dipped into the barn he saw Henry in earlier, finding the bag of oats that was mentioned...but there was one little problem.
He couldn't even lift the bag.
He instead looked around for a dry bucket, scooping up some of the oats into it before running back out to see Henry trying and failing to corral the goat back in. Hoping he was making the correct call since he didn't know the goat's given name, he let loose a whistle as he began to pickup a handle of oats before letting them fall back into the barrel after sliding down his hand, hoping to catch her attention with it...
He honestly didn't know what he was doing, and probably would never take up ranching after this on his own. Plants are saner to care for...
BELRIL
