I dare ya

Alright, alright.  Maybe Kyren was pushing his luck a tad too far.  Kyren slowly follows up behind Oscar, being sure to keep behind either for respect, maybe feeling a bit sheepish, maybe in case the poor guy falls any more but, mostly it was just so Oscar didn’t see the amused smile on his face.  Someone calls you kid at the time of course you have to act that way to them occasionally.  “Ah, Oscar,” Kyren muses, “life would be boring without you my friend.”  Would that help at least?

They make it back to the snow and Kyren gets a fair idea of just how cold the donkey had got from being on the ice.  Furrowing his brow Kyren moves next to Oscar before lying down beside him, pressing his own coat up against Mr.Shaggy.  Sure, Oscar had plenty of downy furs but the two of them combined would warm him up that much faster.  “I’m tired,” it was kind of an obvious lie but one that Oscar might be willing to go along with versus having to acknowledge getting help from the one who put him in the situation.

“So, you did win the wager though Oscar.  When you are ready we can go wherever ya like.” That should help put things to rights until the next time he saw reason to poke fun at the donkey.

Gavin up high in the tree scratched his bill thoughtfully on a branch but then had to offer his own two cents, “Ice cold ass, cold ass.”