[13:25]  Nadi smiles waving good bye to her Master as he leaves to inspect the bosk. nadirah walks with a dance in her step to the public wagon. Searching she finds a bucket. Going to the meat barrels, she opens the one containing freshly killed vulo. Selecting several good sized ones, the drops them into her bucket. Closes the barrel tight after arranging the melting ice on top.

[13:26]  Nadi strolling outside she skips happily moving to the barrel she will set on...puts down her bucket of vulo's. Picking up a checkered red an white cloth she covers the short barrel. Smiles stretching her tanned frame, takes a seat. Picking up one of the vulo she starts to pluck the feathers. A soft smile curls her lips as she thinks of her Master and the camp she has grown to love.

[13:26]  Nadi setting each vulo back in her bucket as she finishes plucking them clean. After an ahn or so, the corners of her plump moist lips curl as she finishes the last one. Rising, folds the cloth laying it over her arm, picks up the bucket and walks back inside the public wagon.

[13:26]  Nadi washing her hands. Searching the shelves she finds a large wooden bowl. Washing it out it out she dries it with a rep cloth...opens a drawer an takes out her ulo. Reaching down into the bucket she pick up one of the freshly plucked vulos...rinsing it under water...lays it on the counter and begins to trim the meat. After finishing the entire bucket, she picks up the scraps and places them back into the bucket for the sleen an kaiila.

[13:26]  Nadi lifting the wooden bowl of vulo, nadi turns on the balls of her sculpted feet and walks to the salting rack. Wiping the rack down, quickly places each vulo on a skewer. Kneeling she opens a large bag of salt...pouring some into a pan...starts to massage the salt into the meat of the vulo. Feeling the sun on her back an shoulders, the warmth making her chore easy.

[13:27]  Nadi after a time, standing her emerald eyes wander to the prairie looking for her Master. Happy to be owned an in his service...her finger move over her sirik...her eyes glaze over with passionate thoughts. She is awakened from her daydreams hearing the bosk calling to one another. A sweet meadow lark sings his song, the fresh smell of field grass fills her nose. nadirah walks back to the wagon. Her bucket swinging on her arm.

[13:27]  Nadi feeds the ravenous sleen. Smiling she watches him devour the vulo pieces. Turning she walks to the other side of her Master's wagon and feeds the hungry kaiila the rest of the vulo parts. Looking under the wagon she picks up a fluffy white rep cloth and a bar of sweet dina smelling soap. Smiles removing her camisk. She steps into the barrel of water... letting it cascade down over her silky auburn hair and onto her body. The soft summer breeze from the plains help the water to cool her skin.