"A pleasure, Bjorn." she replied as she set the chickens down back in their pen and she smiled. "They do and the hens are generally good at getting away. But rarely do they come that far out." she laughed softly.
"I figured you'd not want to lose them to fox." she sat down by the fire and kicked her heels out to rest for a moment. She had chosen to walk, and not jump through her cards. It was harder this way but it was what it was.