The beettalion (seasonal)

Pestilence had been living with Fireside for half a season now and was finally finding her feet there. Animal husbandry was one of their main focuses, and so Pesto figured that it would only help her case to find even MORE to breed and raise. It was while she wandered the orchard for chickens that she heard the call and her ears perked. The scent was faint on the air and it appeared to be Armada wolves, something Pestilence was familiar and comfortable with. While she might not be a princess of their Empire anymore, she still considered them to be her friends.

Once she approached the reason for the invitation became more obvious. High in the trees hung beehives, maybe dozens of them. The buzz of the bees was a strong deterrent for the girl, however she began to salivate at the smell of the honey they guarded. "Hey guys, down to do a little breaking and entering?" The yearling's grin widened, and she began to walk a semi-circle around the nearby tree where the smell was strongest. Now that they'd found it, how were they to get the honey down?