Jane’s body freely floated along a calm meandering river, its warm waters felt soothing as it wrapped around her gorgeous naked figure. Her well defined abs and perky breasts had a thin layer of water overtop them making them gleam as the sun's lights encompassed the entirety of the river. Besides her limbs, her black hair also spread out and gently floated on the surface of the water.

She stared straight up at the sun that hung overhead, its yellow rays bounced off the still-as-ice river while little purple flower petals were scattered throughout the river, creating a picturesque scene.

Life was amazing!

She lazily wiggled her limbs in the water, feeling the gentle tickle of the water brush against her outstretched nude body. Nothing could feel better than this, she thought.

Her peace was disturbed as a sudden feeling of weight pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head slightly out of the water to see what was pressing on her and saw a log resting atop her stomach.

‘Where did this come from?’ She tried to raise her arms so she could move the log but they were stuck to the water like they were magnetized. Using all her might, she tried again to move her arms out of the water but the feeling of impossibility struck her mind and she gave up.

‘Guess it'll be there forever.’ She closed her eyes and ignored the log, returning to her peace, but then she felt the log start to bounce up and down.

She finally awoke from her dream finding herself in her room, but the feeling of the log on her stomach was still present. Lifting the covers, she found a little girl straddling her body while bouncing up and down excitedly.

Abigail giggled and crawled further up Jane's body until her smiley face was only inches away from Jane’s. A little surprised at first, Jane grabbed Abigail’s armpits and lifted her up while she leaned forward, then she gently put Abigail down onto the ground to give her enough room to get out of bed.

Her bare feet planted on the cold wooden floorboards sending shivers up her body. She rubbed her cold feet and used one of her enigma powers to send a soothing pulse of warmth into them.

‘That feels better.’ She stood up, stretched her arms high above her head, before looking back down at Abigail. She was dressed in a white onesie with a purple flower pattern and she energetically ran around the room before stopping next to Jane.

“Upsie!” Abigail raised her arms up wanting to be picked up— and as a good sister, Jane had to comply.

Lifting a three year old was an easy feat for her well built body, she leaned down and hoisted Abigail up into her arms with a big grin. Was it this easy to be a big sister? She hadn't even done anything yet, but it seemed like Abigail was already warmed up to her.

“Where’s Ma and Pa?” Jane asked Abigail and she pointed beyond her window at their barn outside. The light of the morning sun was already high in the sky and spilled into her room through her large circular window, indicating that it was already closer to lunch than it was to breakfast.

“Oh shit— crap I slept in!” Jane caught herself from swearing, she couldn't be leaving a bad example so soon. Carrying Abigail out of her room, she headed down to the main floor, slipped on a pair of her moms outdoor slippers, and walked out the door.

The afternoon air wasn't too chilly but neither was it that warm, thankfully the sun helped deal with the slight breeze tingling her bare legs and feet. Looking around she could already spot some of their farm animals grazing the fenced in hill behind the house.

The crunch of gravel sung into Jane’s ears as she approached the barn, but as she got closer the sounds of animals overpowered any other sound. Chickens were clucking, cattle were mooing and the horses were neighing in a chaotic harmony that left no room for other sounds— except for her parents arguing at each other.

“Why are you in such a rush Rosalie? You're either gonna break something or hurt yourself if you're not careful.” Jeff’s stern, but caring voice blared out from the barn.

“Don’t coddle me, I know what I'm doing!” Rosalie barked back. “Jane could be up any minute and as a good mother, I should make her a nice breakfast to wake up to.”

“She's a grown woman now, if she's hungry she can make her own breakfast if there isn't any— plus you're already a good mother!” Jeff countered.

She was now doing a double take if she should interrupt her parents but decided she might as well break up the endearing argument that was occurring between them.

“Ma! Pa! You guys in there?!” She pretended she hadn’t known they were in there and called out.

“See, she's already awake! I should have made her breakfast before coming out here!” Her mother whisper-yelled at Jeff but it was still loud enough that Jane could hear it from outside. “Yes sweetie we’re in the barn finishing up some morning chores!”

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Jane turned the corner of the gravel path and headed into the open doors of the barn with Abigail still tightly holding her while in her arms. Compared to the house the barn was bigger, since it had to house a boat load of animals. The first floor is where the cattle and the horses ate, slept for the night or used as shelter when it rained, while the second floor is where the chicken coop was kept.

They didn't have many horses, only two that had been around since Jane was a baby and one new one that she hadn't seen before. They had roughly thirty cows and one bastard of a bull named Hugo— she didn't like Hugo very much. As for chickens, there were lots of them as their main source of income was their egg sales.

She saw a few chickens walk up and down a large ramp that spanned from the first to the second floor. It was also fenced off from the other animals to allow the chickens to easily make their way outside without getting accidentally trampled.

As she walked in she saw her Pa sitting on a wooden stool and milking the cows while her mother was up on the second floor collecting eggs, cleaning the coop and refilling the chickens' food.

“How’s your morning Jane!” Rosalie yelled from above, still hard at work. “Have you had breakfast yet? I'm almost done so I can cook you something real nice in a few minutes.”

“I'm great Ma! I was a little surprised to be awoken by a little gremlin crawling on me in bed.”

“Huh? Gremlin?” Her mother peaked over the ledge of the second story and saw Abigail chilling in Jane's arms. “Did your sister wake you up?”

“Yep, Seems she has already taken a liking to me— not sure why though.”

“Guess that's just how kids are! I'd try to keep your door closed if you don't want to be woken up again!” Rosalie smiled seeing the sight of her daughters getting closer.

“Nah that's fine, I seemed to have slept in anyways. It's a good way to wake up on time I guess.” Jane laughed and booped Abigail on the nose eliciting a giggle from her.

“What about breakfast?”

“I just woke up and came here— haven't had anything to eat yet.” Jane replied.

“Okay, you hang out with your sister for another few minutes, I'll come make you breakfast— or brunch soon.” Rosalie waved at Jane and got back to work.

She couldn't argue against having her mothers cooking, so she carried Abigail back home before plopping her onto the couch in their living room. Jane spent the next half an hour or so playing with Abigail. It was a little chaotic, as kids tended to be. They played with dolls, played house, and even played a little game of catch just outside the front yard with one of Jane’s old balls— all in less than an hour.

By the time her mother came back inside, Jane was already mentally tuckered out. How did her mother deal with this all the time? Being a mother was harder than she thought.

After a filling brunch that Rosalie made for everyone— delicious as always— Jane decided her plans for the rest of the day. She would head over to the Little Goose and try to catch Eric while he was on break to show him that she was back in town. They could catch up after his work was over since that gave them the rest of the evening to talk. Hopefully he didn't have any plans but even if he did, she was back in town for years to come so waiting a few days to catch up wasn't a big deal.

Before his work was over she could take the rest of the day to explore the town, see what was new and what stayed the same. It excited her in a strange way— she couldn't explain it— she had walked the streets of Redwood thousands of times so it wouldn't ever be that different than before she left. Still the thoughts of casually strolling through Redwood made her giddy to no end.

She changed out of her pajamas and into more casual wear before saying goodbye to her parents and little sister, then proceeded to head down the hill towards the town below. From the hill she had a beautiful view of the town, it was tall enough that she could see almost the entirety of the town but it wasn't too tall that it was a pain to climb everyday.

Plus if she was too tired to climb, she had a new way to get up the hill, but she would show that later— to surprise people of course.

Once she was down the hill, there were plenty of paths heading every which way leading to the various different areas of town. She could head left or right and wrap around the hill, going towards the school and residential area of town where most of the residents lived, but her goal was to go to the town square where most of the shops were located.

The town square was down the straight path that went all the way to the main entrance of the town where she entered yesterday. When she first arrived she had already passed the town square while heading towards her home, but she wanted a more in-depth exploration.

The town square was a decent size for a small town like there's and was where most things happened in Redwood. There were a small select number of restaurants that were constantly filled because they were the only place in town where you'd get a nice meal that you didn't have to cook yourself. Occupational shops and stalls were the main buildings that took up the town square; there were clothing shops, blacksmithing shops, bakeries— the list kept going.

If you need to find something or get something done, the town square is the place to go. There were shops outside of the town square but they were usually smaller shops and stalls found in the residential area.

It seemed business was booming as usual as Jane strolled through the bustling town square, watching as the residents of the city went about their day. She saw children with greasy grins as they devoured food their parents bought them from a stall, couples walking hand-in-hand on dates and families eating out together in the outdoor sections of restaurants.

‘I can't wait till Mira gets here!’ Jane thought to herself seeing the plentiful amount of couples and parents enjoying their time together. Once Mira got here, she would make sure she showed her all Redwood had to offer while she took her on various dates.

Besides Mira, Jane was also excited for her three other friends she made at the academy to come and visit. It felt a lot quieter at home compared to the academy since they weren't here, but she wasn't against a little bit of noise.