Lamb gets some grass from the grassy field outside - as this is wet, she hopes it will produce plenty of smoke. places some logs in a stacked shape to allow plenty of air in underneath the pot hook. She then takes some of the tinder, and attempts to light it with the flint and steal. When it catches fire, she blows some air on it to make sure it burns well, and then places it underneath the logs. When that starts burning, she palces the grass on it to start the smoke and hauls the rest of the boar onto the hook.
Jester follows around. He brings a log too. And a mouth full of grass and as the fire is lit he helps blowing.
Jester takes the grass back from the pile and eats it instead as Lamb tells it's not needed.
"Do we burn the hog now?" Jester asks as he is not sure what this will become.
Lamb tends the fire, to make sure it doesn't burn too brightly. She uses the tongs to take off a few pieces of log as it seems they will make too much of a mess and douses them with a bucket of water that was meant for Wolf to drink. "No, we don't burn it, we allow the smoke to get to the meat without burning it. That way, it will not go bad."
Wolf just lies on the floor and watches.
Jester watches what Lamb is doing sticking his nose into everything with the special talent of being in the way. He jumps away and changes the side only to be in the way again for the next thing.
Lamb continues with an implacable stoicism, often simply smiling at Jester's antics.
As smoking meat is something that takes time it stops being interesting after a while. The day was long and tiring. First day really out of his box and so much adventures is a lot to take in. As his eyelids start drooping he retreats to his box and closes the lid. After a short time snoring can be heard from the inside of the box.
Lamb makes sure all the 'security' measures they put up are still in place, and that the meat smoking is going well and safe, and then beds down next to Jester's box, causing Wolf to disappear into her again.
Lamb streches herself languidly, and looks for a moment at the sleeping dragon close by. After a few minutes, she gets up to check up on the smoked meat, and what it looks like right now.
Jester wakes up to the chimes of the alarms in the wind. He pushes open the lid of his box looking out for someone to feed him. Looking around disoriented at first he recognizes the house and remembers he's not on the ship anymore. He shakes his head and climbs out of the box. Trotting over to the kitchen he sits down besides Lamb giving her the 'feed me' look.
"Why hello there, little Jester. Have you slept well?"
Jester smiles a wide smile but he looks like he is still half asleep. "Mmhmmh." he replies slightly nodding. "I'm hungry."
A voice sounds around the room, though it doesn't seem to have a particular source. You would recognize its low growl anywhere though. "That's the spirit, little dragon!"
Jester looks around craning his neck. "Where are you?" he asks.
Two voices sound as one, both Lamb and Wolf speaking. "We are Kin.". Lamb smiles at Jester, and continues on her own. "He's not yet come out of me this morning, little Jester." She scratches his cheek as one would do with a cat, and says, "Would you care for fish, or for meat?"
"Yes." Jester replies with a thrill of anticipation.
Lamb takes a knife and slices off a piece of the meat. She holds it in her hand for Jester to grab.
"Not as fun as hunting fresh meat," Wolf's disembodied voice growls.
Jester takes the offered meat and gnaws at it. "If you like we can split work. You do the hunting and I do the eating." Jester suggests with his mouth full.
Lamb laughs melodically, and gives Jester another slice
Jester enjoys the next piece of meat too. "I'm full." he states. "What are we going to do now?" Jester asks looking up to Lamb his head tilted.
"Can you bring back Wolf? Maybe he wants to play?" Jester asks.
Lamb ponders a moment. "Maybe you and wolf can go look for arrows. Do you know what they look like? I'd like to go to the bell tower again and look around the land from there."
"No. Does Wolf know?" Jester replies.
Lamb giggles. "Yes, wolf knows. But they look quite simple, I can draw one for you in the dust." Lamb moves over to the next room, beckoning for Jester to follow. She finds a dusty surface and starts drawing. "This part is made of wood, and here's a feather at the end. Then here there's a tip, often made of metal or bone," she explains.
"And where shall we search?" Jester asks. But thinking on it he adds "Can you make some yourself? Because we have bones, wood sticks are easy to find so we would just need a chicken. Lots of feathers on a chicken."
"I would say to check in all the houses around here. I'm not really good at crafting the arrows myself, unfortunately."
"Okay. Come on Wolf. We have to hunt arrows." Jester calls and gallops out of the house. On the way he sets off all the alarms Lamb installed.
Then it's down the road and into and through every house until he find either arrows or something else of interest. Especially if it is shiny.
Wolf saunters in after Jester, once he manages to find him again. Which probably isn't hard with Jester's jumbling around everywhere. "I can't go too far from the church," he cautions the little dragon.
Lamb walks to the church and looks around for anything out of the ordinary. Once there, she carefully enters, and makes her way to the top of the tower to scan the surrounding countryside.
After a few houses the enthusiasm for the hunt is gone. "A hunting is not really funny if you don't find what you search for." Jester complains after going through every house in the village.
"Let's go see if Lamb found anything interesting then." Wolf remarks
"Where is she?" Jester asks looking around.
"She went to the bell tower." Wolf smiles
Jester looks up. "Cool. Let's go flying again!" he exclaims and starts running towards the tower.
"Flying?" wolf whines as he runs after Jester.
Luckily for Wolf Jester didn't mean flying up as that is still beyond Jester too. He runs to the entrance and ignoring the inside of the temple he charges to the stairs in the tower and upwards. As he reaches the top he exclaims "First!". Sitting down at Lambs feet panting.
Lamb turns around to face Jester and looks at him questioningly, and remaining so when Wolf finally makes it up the stairs behind Jester.
Wolf runs after Jester, but cannot catch him. Once at the top of the stairs, he gives Jester a friendly shove with his muzzle.
"Have you found something?" Jester asks.
"What were you running for?" Lamb asks in return
Jester looks at Wolf and back at Lamb. "Nothing." He is a bit puzzled by the question. Does one need a reason to run?