Moo Went The Cow

Corbie huh? Interesting name. He listened to her thoughts on the matter and nodded. Not a bad plan at all. "I can handle that," He winked as he softly called for his wolverine companion. "We'll get things going. Shit starting is my specialty," He grinned and winked before slipping away down the hill. He made sure his cloak covered as much of his crimson fur as possible as he kept low to the ground. He made his way towards the herd and got as close as he could before they started to notice.

Once they started turning their attention towards him, he jumped up and lunged at the nearest nose, snapping teeth and devilish snarls startling the small herd and causing them to panic. His wolverine weaved among them, snapping at legs and causing more of a ruckus while the black cockatoo swooped in and dive-bombed the mother and calf. The small herd started moving, surging ahead and practically forgetting all about their young charge as it started to quickly fall behind. Looked like she was right...Now all he had to do was get between the mother and calf. And that was exactly what he did while his companions worked to keep the herd moving.

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