"And you too..."<br/>Garashna twisted her head around so that she could look at the young T'Skrang a small chuckle on her lips as she saw the dirt and mud that caked him too.<br/>"I have never seen you look in such a mess!"<br/><br/>And so the groups mood was lightened, they had all left the market place either angry or upset, but as they always did, they managed to pull each other out of it.<br/>After all, it didn't take much when you were with people you had known most of your life, a hug here, an offer of a wash there, nimble fingers making use of a needle and cotton to make a torn dress look almost presentable.<br/><br/>Bathed and refreshed, some walking home air drying still damp clothes, they left each other one by one and headed quietly to their beds, after all it was quite late and everyone had an early start to the following day.<br/><br/>Garashna woke just before dawn, to the sound of her brothers returning from their hunt. She muttered and turned over, savouring the few minutes, she knew she had left, to wake up slowly.<br/>Yawning and scratching, she dressed in her usual leather and fur to go down stairs and begin her daily work.<br/><br/>Mumbling and grumbling at the fact that her heavily pregnant sister would be expecting her to take on even more than her already heavy work load, she picked up the swill bucket and headed out to the pigs.<br/>Snuff, as usual, was waiting by the back door for her, greeting her with excited grunts and much wagging of his stumpy tail. Tearing a chunk of the bread that she had grabbed on the way out, Garashna threw it to him before taking a huge bite herself, at least she'd have company while she worked.....<br/>