And The Walls Came Crumbling Down

The small ass had wandered a little way from his herd today but not before making sure that would keep a close eye on little Nico. The coyote pup has fit into their little misfit band perfectly and Taiga has even been taking the small pup out hunting with her. A content sigh rolls past Oscar’s lips as the sun warms his curly fuzz and he think, yet again, how donkeys are not made for the cold. Ah but majority of the herd is built it for it so he and Nugget have been forced to learn to adapt.

Still he likes to wander south in search of slightly warmer temperatures every now and then. Which is exactly why Oscar and Nugget find themselves meandering around a crumbling stone wall. Stopping near a huge hole, the ass puts his head through it and says, “Oi, Nugget! Whatca think they need a wall this long for?” The cochin rooster does not speak, instead giving a cluck of indifference and fluffing out his feathers as if to say, ‘Why the fuck do I care?’. The ass snorts in displeasure as he cranes his neck to look along the length of wall on the otherside.


"Oscar Monaghan"