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Deadline: Saturday, July 21
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Group A: Feeding - A'lo, K'so, Pareilth's rider. Example tasks: cleaning up the remains of the carcass from dragons' kills; sharpening butchering implements.
Group B: Making Oils - Zhlucarth's rider, Spindath's rider, Fayble. Example tasks: collecting herbs, nuts, and fish for making oils; making the oils.
Group C: Housekeeping - Katarina, Shimarkth's rider, D'rick. Example tasks: cleaning up dragon incontinence problems; scrubbing dragon couches; sweeping/dusting weyrs/barracks.
Group D: Errands - Niocth's rider, Artemis, Basidith's rider. Example tasks: deliver messages for the Headwoman; help the Snowflake weyrlings with their Crafts; help oil dragons; assist the AWLMs with scoring dyed rope activities for the Snowflake weyrlings.
K'so and A'lo seemed to be paired together on chores frequently. Not that the blue weyrling minded. A'lo was the closest thing to a friend that he had, besides Qancith, of course.
He'd thought that now that Qanc could hunt his own meals, his responsibilities with feedings were over. Sadly, that was not so. Now he, A'lo, and Pareilth's rider waited until all the hatchlings were done eating and then heaved the remains of their meals into barrows and wheeled them to the middens.
On the plus side, though, their group got free time while the others were working on their chores, instead. Or, as someone else pointed out, more time to complete the assignments that were put to them.
On the down side, that meant they were late for breakfast (and sometimes late for their morning exercises); lost time with their mentors (which K'so didn't mind at all); and were sometimes late for light's-out. Since this was their duty, though, they at least didn't get in trouble for those things.
At least the first time they had to clean up was before breakfast. That kept his stomach from heaving too much as he watched the youngsters clumsily take down their first kills: something that was quite messy. They were also told they'd have to wash the blood off of the fence and clean up the ground so that the next batch of feeding beasts wouldn't be too riled up by the smell.
"I think this is worse than butchering them ourselves," K'so muttered to the other two as they walked into the first now-empty pen to collect what was left of the first herdbeast. He wrinkled his nose. After they'd loaded the remains into the barrow, Pareilth's rider started washing down the fence and raking dirt over the blood- and gore-spattered ground while the other two wheeled into the next pen. The young man had volunteered to do that task if the others would take care of the rest; the green look on his face as they'd watched their dragons eat had convinced K'so that the boy would lose his own meals if he had to touch the carcasses. He seemed to recall that the greenrider had avoided butchering his dragon's own meat as much as possible. Meanwhile, A'lo and K'so each had a wheelbarrow; they'd managed to beg a second one from the Herder who maintained the barrows so they could get their work done more quickly.
Once their barrows were filled, they made a run to the midden. "Last one to the midden's a rotten egg!" K'so shouted and turned it into a race. Careening down the path, he didn't see a dip and the barrow bounced, splattering him with gore. He promptly let go of the barrow with a disgusted exclamation, which tipped over, spilling its contents across the path. "SHAFFIT!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. "Aaaaah gross." After he loaded his mess back up and cleaned the path up as much as possible, he continued to the midden at a more sedate pace. He also never suggested racing again.
They had to make four more trips to and from the feeding pens and the middens before the morning's mess was cleaned up. Then they washed out the barrows before returning them to the herder. K'so immediately returned to his barracks weyr and took a bath, much to Qancith's amusement.
The afternoon feeding followed a similar pattern, although it was daylight and they could actually reasonably see what they were doing. K'so almost suggested another race, but entertained second thoughts. The nighttime feeding was easily the worst, as it was completely dark by the time they finished. The idea of racing didn't even enter his mind.
Unfortunately, because it was dark, K'so didn't clean his barrow as thoroughly as he should have - as he found out the next morning when he got an earful from the Herder about it. He took care after that to scrub carefully.