She always ends up in trouble when she tries this #SeductiveSunday stuff..... But what the heck, she'll give it another shot anyways.

[ SYSTEM REBOOTING . . . ]

(P a n i c. She's piling snow on top of Ferri's head!!)

(More snow!!! She's scooping whole blocks onto Ferri's body to get her cooled off!!)

(Ear flick. Oh, dear gods, she's missed that voice.) “ Ferri?? Are you awake?? ” (Tapping that metallic face, poking and prodding like a scientist.)

The little goat just... buries her face in Ferri's chest, throwing her arms around the Golem and squeezing WAY tighter than someone her size should be capable of. “ Y-You were overheating, I just. Panicked a bit... ”

Göte. Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

Sad baaaaaaah.... The mountain is lonely again....

She's making lots and lots of food!!! .... Maybe it'll help Ferri stay awake for longer...

Sitting up in a tree on her mountain, fletching a few arrows for her crossbow and watching her house.... With the still-dormant Iron Golem sat in a comfy-looking position on the porch.

Gently poking 𝙵𝚎 𝗚𝗢𝗟𝗘𝗠. "Ferri... Please wake up, darling."

Quietly doing some maintenance on her crossbow. Watching over her mountain while she does...

Slowly making her way up her mountain with a very small lamb wrapped up in blankets in her arms. “ Little brat, you know the pen is safer than out here... C'mon, let's get you home. ”

Quietly putting together some arrows for her crossbow. . . humming to herself as she does.

Oh, nothing in particular. Just making sure she has arrows stocked up, in case someone intrudes on her mountain.

She doesn't mind him. She knows who he is, at least. She's more concerned about the pillagers. Or that red-headed weirdo she's seen running around their mansion.

Bored goat bleating. . . . . And lonely goat bleating, in equal measure.

AT LEAST A HUNDRED AND FIFTY OR MORE TO SEE

Silently doing some maintenance on her crossbow. Her horns are starting to poke through her hair, just barely visible. Ugh. . . She loves her mountain, but it's so lonely sometimes.