the twenty-fifth; audio

[unholy_rebirth]

They are having the Harvest Festival in Ogrimmar now. We do not have enough supplies to partake.

[There's some shuffling on the other end of the feed, a scraping of hoof against dirt. For a few moments, she says nothing; when she continues, her voice is disgruntled, frustrated.]

We should have expanded the greenhouse while we had the chance. I should have expanded it. [A sigh that's half a huff, and another silence.]

If there are any here who have nature magic, your assistance would be appreciated. Anything that can be done to increase our stores.

[And one more huff, just for good measure.]

...I have failed to provide for you.

Forgive me.

[click.

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[unholy-rebirth.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes narrow, not at him, but at the situation in general. She's mad at herself. And her hair looks strangely frizzly today. Just a tiny bit of extra fuzziness at the edges. That is her hair, right? She begins to say something, then huffs instead.]

We will not have enough food.

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[tapferkeit.livejournal.com]

We'll survive. It might be slender, but we will. [He tries to make his smile encouraging.]