Olive looks up at the orc chief as Borgrud takes the offered plate and smiles. "Sure chief, plenty of rabbit left, but i will need more soon since i am running low" She hands Rugh'toh a hot plate of freshly cooked rabbit, laughing as Nara takes a dull wooden toy sword and pokes at the chief foot with it.
"Nara, dont poke the chief's foot, he has big burly orcs to practise his skills with" Olive laughs as she moves nara to the other side, lest she actually manage to annoy the chief. Nara was only a few months over a year old, but she was already growing to be strong. Her tusks were startign to grow in, which made nursing rather irritating when she nibbled. He thoghts went to Markus, her son that Luc had taken to the mainland with him with little notice other than a short 'i am not having my son live in a orc cave' She was less than pleased when she found the note and empty crib, but she couldn't blame him for being overprotective, Humans just seemed to be paranoid around orcs, something she never had been, in fact, she preferred orcs to most people.
As she finished cooking she calmly waits for the two orcs to finish their meal as she snacked on a few baked fish. She didn't mind the taste of roast fish, but wante dto try making some trout fillets for a little variety. THe orcs probably wouldn't be brave enough to try them, but she at least wanted to cook something other than rabbits once in a while, and with no bakign oven that meant other types of meat dishes.
as the fire goes out she scoops up the ash for her collection, she would nee dthe ash to make glass to keep a good supply of bottles available to make beer with later on. which reminded her that she had several thousand bundles of wheat she needed to move from the farmers union to someplace closer. STruggling to stand as the snake one her constantly shufted its weight she nearly fell face first into the fire pit but manage dto catch herself in time. The underground river water was very cold and she didn't like the idea of havign to wash off soot in the nearly freezing water. Now she understood why many of the orcs didn't bathe regularly, the water here was just simply too cold to willing wade into without shrieking and looking foolish.
As she gets up to put her tools away in the depot Nara gets up and slowly follows her over, licking her lips to signal she wanted a meal as well. Olive picks Nara up and walks back overto the firepit, sitting on a fur and opens her robe to let Nara take her meal, not caring that the two orc men are still finishing up their late breakfast as well. leaning against the wall, the snake adjusted its position to put its weight entirely on her front to avoid being crushed, eventually settling on her lap, Olive dozed off as Nara finishes her meal and goes back to playing with her mule and cart toy.