Feathers in my butt crack

He was going to eat them. Just let the girls wait and see if he didnt. Who relegated him to chicken wrangler anyway? Zee was too busy laughing her ass off to be any help and the pups where too small to be of any use. This gave him shocking dejavu to the times they had spent hunting feathers for deathbelle, and he remembered all too clearly just how much of a hustle all that had been.

When he finally managed to pick up a chicken, grabbing it carefully by its neck, not so much as touching its skin with any teeth as he turned, walked over to Zee, and three the chicken at her with the toss of his head. "Gross! Get off your ass and help before I start hiding baby chickens in your bed" he warned his amused wife.