Keeping an eye on Reen while carving was harder than it seemed. He kept dissapearing into random places and if he didn't come when she called, Shrae would have to get up, find him, and put him back down near her work bench. She was just on another one such search when Lachlan popped into the doorway holding Reen and tickling him.
"Loose something?" he asked jovially as Reen took a swipe at his chin, causing Lachlan to quickly move his head back where it cracked slightly against the wall he hadn't quite moved away from yet.
Shrae giggled as Lachlan winced and rubbed his head.
"Here, you take him. He's dangerous."
Now Shrae laughed as she took the small boy. "What are you doing back here? Is Lowfel not finished with those barrels yet?"
Lachlan laughed. "You know your brother well. I'm here to escort you back to the Inn, if you'd like to return now, that is?"
"Well, I just want to finish this line. If you'd watch Reen I'd get it done in no time."
Lachlan gave a dramatic sigh and rolled his eyes, but he was smiling again as he took the baby and started the entertaining. Shrae quickly set back to work and in around fifteen minutes had finished the fourth line on her brothers new sign.
"Having fun?" Shrae leaned over Lachlan's back who was stomping toward Reen on all fours.
He looked up at her and smiled. "Yup! Ready to go?"
She snatched up Reen and blew a raspberry on his cheek making him squiggle and squeel in joy.
"Yup."
~*~
They joked and spoke of their families for a little bit, until Lachlan noticed the smell in the air.
"That's too strong to come from a fireplace or pit, and it's not the clearing season," Lachlan looked worried.
There was smoke in the sky, but they had been constantly by buildings and couldn't see where it specifically came from.
"Come on," Lachlan held her arm as he rushed her steps a bit. Shrae was new to this city, but the ale apprentice knew many of the inhabitants.
Soon they came to a clearing and suddenly people were everywhere. The smoke was sifting out somewhat, but it was still heavy on the air and Shrae had no clue where it was coming from. Lachlan hailed to a passerby who yelled back, "It's the White Horse! Barn fire."
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