Peaceful Farming (12)

The crystal pulsed with light as she held it up, murmuring an incantation. Threads of magic unfurled, weaving themselves into the walls and ceiling of the coop. Arpious watched in fascination, her sharp eyes catching the way the magic shimmered and settled like a protective net. "It's beautiful," she said quietly.

Elara handed her another crystal. "Would you like to try?" she asked.

Arpious hesitated but nodded, mimicking Elara's movements. Though her incantation was less fluid, the magic responded, weaving itself into the remaining sections of the coop. When the spell was complete, the coop glowed faintly for a moment before the light faded, leaving behind a sense of calm and safety.

With the enchantments in place, the chickens seemed to relax, settling into their newly refurbished home. Elara's son crouched by the door, scattering a handful of feed and watching as the hens eagerly pecked at it. "They love it!" he declared, beaming.