Long Necked Terrors

Bowen · 02-17-2021, 12:10 AM

Mom had told them that they were in charge of taking care of the new... things. Sota had called them alpacas. There were about fifteen of them. Now Bowen like all creatures big and small, but these things were different. One of them, a big fawn colored female, was very rude. Bowen had gone into the big enclosed field to talk to the creatures and the female alpaca had not only chased her, but it had spit at her. There was a big glob of foul smelling green stuff on her cream and caramel pelt. Bowen had ducked outside of the fence in a hurry. She made her way to the small stream close to the castle and began washing the stink from her fur.

What was mom thinking? How were they supposed to handle something like that? Besides, didn't they just eat grass? What were they even supposed to do with them? When she'd asked her mom, Resin had said that it was their job to get the alpacas used to wolves, to make sure that they were feeding, had enough water and were safe. Okay... they could make sure the alpacas were safe, but who was going to make sure that she was safe from them?!

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