Furs hang out on racks to try and get ready for tanning. A dog lays in front of the door into the cottage. A little herb garden is on the opposite side of the cottage to the racks.
Front of the Cottage, Outside Cottage
deer
a pair of cheerful wrens nesting under the eaves
I am a bird.  I can fly.  I am free.
It is indeed. How are you, deer? I'm enjoying the day but I'm a little rattled. I was sleeping next to a pond in the forest when the King and his men chased me off with a pack of their dogs. I'm sorry. I hope you can take comfort here. Can you please fly aloft and let me know if you see any of those ferocious dogs about? I hate to disturb your nesting, but I'm very fearful of being chased again. I do like flying, but can you tell me a bit more about it? What direction were they? They split up when they hit the town limits. They could be coming from the east or the west. You'll be able to tell it's them because they will be barking and howling and are twice the size of ordinary dogs. Oh, how frightening. I wonder what business they have out here? They are hunting me! The king loves to hunt deer for his feasts. They spotted me in the woods and have pursued me since. That's terrible. I don't like that. I'll go check things out. Thank you so much! I am so grateful to you. Please report back what you see! I will make a note of the location. You'll be saving my hide- literally!