Daily Dairy VII
The morning after the cows arrive, there's a knock at your door. It's Mariya, and she's pushing a wheelbarrow overflowing with… cow horns?
“{player}! Something very strange is happening with these cows! Every single horn fell off during the night! But when I checked this morning, it looked like they were already growing back!”
She scratches her head.
“I don't know what to make of it. The milk is still wonderful, though, so I'm not complaining! But I certainly don't need all these horns. I always see you bringing horns back from Black Rock Canyon, so I figured you'd be the best person in town to take them.”
Mariya smiles.
“Thank you again for all your help. I'll leave this wheelbarrow by your pasture every morning whenever the cows shed their horns. You can keep whatever turns up.”
“{player}! Something very strange is happening with these cows! Every single horn fell off during the night! But when I checked this morning, it looked like they were already growing back!”
She scratches her head.
“I don't know what to make of it. The milk is still wonderful, though, so I'm not complaining! But I certainly don't need all these horns. I always see you bringing horns back from Black Rock Canyon, so I figured you'd be the best person in town to take them.”
Mariya smiles.
“Thank you again for all your help. I'll leave this wheelbarrow by your pasture every morning whenever the cows shed their horns. You can keep whatever turns up.”
