Give ‘em the laaazy eye

Tyrian had just finished driving in a small number from one of the flocks for a wellness check when a tiny, panicked howl drifted to him over the backs of sheep. This was a group of older world-weary ewes who rarely gave him trouble so at first he looked beyond them thinking the danger was incoming. Curiously, there was nothing save for a waylaid ring of sheep at the front of the line who were dragging the procession to a halt. He regard it for a moment before it clicked. Jupiter’s kids. “Fu-“

With a bark he split the line and then began to move towards the source of the cry. His path cleared with ease as the sheep saw no reason not to yield to a large wolf. Their experience was in his favor. “Alright, ladies, come on now, shoo,” he said as he approached the ring of nosy ewes. Lo and behold, one of his…great nephews? Second cousins? One of those new close relatives- was surrounded. Tyrian scruffed the boy and in one motion hauled him through a nearby gate.

He set him down and began to dust him off knowing full well he was fine. “I bet that was scary, eh, Bub?” Yep, the boy was totally fine; not a mark anywhere. “Wanna know what I would have done?”