"S. L. Viehl - A Diversity of Houses" - читать интересную книгу автора (Viehl S. L)

Natala discarded the baling ties and wiped some sweat

from her brow. тАЬWhy are you not up at the pavilion,

helping with the preparations?тАЭ

тАЬI was sent to fetch more milk from the dairy.тАЭ Sorel

hesitated before asking, тАЬWill you not attend tonight?тАЭ

The calves shuffled over to the silver-white mounds of

grass with more enthusiasm than they had last week; soon

they could be released with the rest of the herd. She was

pleased with them, though annoyed with Sorel. тАЬYou know

the answer to that.тАЭ

Her ClanBrother made a face and dug his boot toe in

the dirt. тАЬIt does not have to be so.тАЭ

She switched off the conveyor unit and went to the

corner pen. Green-Eye, the name she had given to a sickly

runt driven out of the herd by his sire, lay curled in one

corner of the pen. Like all tтАЩlerue, he was square-bodied

and short-necked; his head shaped like a crude, five-

pointed star. There was hardly any fat layer beneath his

gray-green hide, however, and his joints protruded sharply.

His eyes did not match in color, one brown, one green, and

his sireline mark тАУ three red ovals around and above his

left green eye тАУ made the oddity more pronounced. The

contrast would likely fade as he matured.
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If he matured. She had been hand-feeding him since