I have two new miners and many more bouncing giddy childeren arrive in autumn, many 8 or older, and since I had prepared, everyone is safely in "The Hill" as I've taken to calling the settlement, save woodworkers choping trees, fishers getting fish, and the mayor and her two hunting buddies. The three of them seem to really enjoy taking pot shots at storks.
That little girl became a legal adult and was inducted into her squad on the 10th of Timber. her shortsword is waiting for her, as her squadmate is now the only one holding up activation, needing his scimitar. The rest are being slowly outfited, with greataxes of copper being made, mauls and flails of silver, and cheap copper armor being thrown together. That girl I'll be watching carefully, as she currently own the three best weapons we have. The others being a steel halberd a woodworker brought, and a steel pick a miner brought (This civ lacks iron so they're defaulted to steel in its place I guess.)
I've also found myself wanting to provoke kobold ambushes to give my soldiers some real fighting expeirience against some less mighty enemies, and DF hacked elves to send diplomats when, hopefully come next summer, we will be named a baron's fiefdom. Then we'll have tree humpers to kill as well.
EDIT: Winter comes with no dwarves. I know damn well they're alive, and I'm not too far from them. I was hoping to get all manner of exotic plants and mountain animals for those who developed a taste for dwarven cuisine. Weapons production is going slowly, so the cavern assault is postponed yet again. Going to repurpose my bowyers into masons and train any kids who grow up similarly, to secure a foothold in the caverns.
Beds and chains have been placed so now anyone who pitches a fit will get jailtime. Expanded the living quarters in the base of "The Hill" and I'm hoping goblin snatchers arrive to see if my dog-laden hallway will kill them.
Got growing herds of sheep and horses providing milk, cheese, and wool, so everything is moving nicely. Except weapon production.I need a dedicated weaponsmith....
EDIT II: Smelting underway, and I prepare for the settlement's ascension to barony. One of my wrestlers was killed in a sparring accident, further aplifying my need for basic head protection. Good thing I was beginning the process of making caskets for everyone, so Ala Xentathomo, wrestler/skirmisher, may join the gods in peace...