The Ubars Herd

of verr

This gave me a purpose, maybe Ayg had seen the confusion and hurt in my eyes when I tried so hard to hide it.. Tasco had just vanished.. I had not seen him for many hands now.. So tending to his verr gave me something to keep my mind busy when not working with my clan.

25 verr now were 30.. 5 babies born withins days of each other.. 5 new names I had to chose.. there were 3 boys and 2 girls.. I would watch then and see what they acted like before I would name them.. but collars were placed around their tiny necks.. with a small patch of pink or blue ribbon sew on..

I did like the goats.. then again I did like any animal.. Sometimes I would take a bone over and leave it for Runt.. I would still take stew my mother would make.. after my brothers would devour most of it there was always some left for Noni..

Some times mother would go sit with Noni and they would talk into the wee hours.. Once in a while I went.. but there was never any sign of Tasco there. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I am cursed in some way.. doomed to a life alone.. no babies.. no mate.. no joy other than the daily ones that popped up.. Thirsty would find his way to my wagon once in a while.. He had decided in all of his 4 summers that he would be my hunter.. I had to chuckled after he left.. So. I attrached the young ones and the old ones.. just not the one I want.. I was getting use to him not being around now.. My life took on the same pattern it had before I met him.. Clan work in the early morning hours.. then the verr in the afternoons.. and then a ride to the herds at night to sit and watch.. By the time I would arrive back at my wagons, it seemed just a few slaves and the OR were awake.. I don't think I have spoken to a soul since the last meeting with the Obar..

Hallie and her host of admirers helped me separate the male goats from the female ones.. we build a little pen and put the mommas and babies in there and the males were in a separate one.. I tried to tell Ayg it might be too late.. but he does not seem to care for verr very much.. I think in a few more hands we will have more babies.. I can not wait.


All in all I miss Tasco.. I miss his smile. his sense of humor.. I guess in time that will ease some.. I hope he is alright.. I hope he knows that I really do care..

And a small part of me hopes he misses me..