Dahlia was no stranger to the barn, pasture or the sanctuary. All areas were visited a handful of times before she had spoken with Williamson and gained the permission she had been seeking. Since that day, the eleven year old was here on a nearly daily basis helping tend to any creatures that needed anything at all. Which was pretty much all of them, all the time. This was A-okay with her though. The more they needed, the more time she could spend out here with them... well whenever she didn't have lessons, homework or something/somewhere else to be.

Like today. Today was one of those days where she had been in here for hours. Weekends really were the very best days. One by one, Lia had visited each stall, coop, cubbie and loft (those were much harder to get to!). Some areas were cleaned up, some were given some food or water, others were just given a bit of attention. She liked to think that they all loved her visits as much as she did.

Carefully entering the stall like area that was home to some of the Jarvey's, Lia closed the door tightly and sat herself down on the floor. Now all she had to do... was wait.