Before even the breaking of dawn, Gengyo was stood on the land that connected Toyone and Tobishima. He leaned heavily on a stick he had found whilst wondering through the forest, and his mind was alive with thoughts.
Oddly, he felt a good deal of excitement for this task ahead. He had never attempted something like this, and looked forward to seeing the speed in which they could get everything done.
He knew - from the experience of working in the field, doing the hoeing by hand - that the villagers would be far happier to see the oxen at work. It would take a bit of practice to get the plough driver to keep his ploughing straight, but it would be quick enough that it would not dramatically affect their progress.
//Author's Note
Thanks for reading! I spent today planning the next part of the story based on your feedback, and I'm really excited to write it.