My, What Long Ears You Have!

Nico gives a faint smile in return at Oscar.  He’d never be as big or strong as a coyote but there was more to life than brawns.  Well, well… Different thoughts would start to come to Nico’s mind and were rejected a second later.  This wasn’t a time to look at what had been.  “Sure,” Nico agreed smoothly, “mange-infested packs can get themselves killed through stupidity.  No need for me to do anything.”

The small smile Nico had been wearing grew larger when Oscar agreed to give him a ride.  Heck yeah, that looked fun.  It couldn’t be hard if a dumb rooster could do it.  Nico imagined could be fun telling others how he got a donkey to give him a ride.  Nico would just twist things up a bit, and make it sound more like he made the donkey give him a ride instead of just asking for one.

Nico watched the chicken flap down to the ground and for the moment his body wanted to rush over and try to attack the rooster.  Was it all that fast? It looked awkward.  Since when did eating sound good?  Well, he had agreed not to eat it.  Oh well.

Nico nods when Oscar asks if he’s ready, front paws prancing in place a bit impatiently while he watches Oscar lower himself to the ground.  The moment Oscar’s rump is on the ground the black coyote rushes over, using the feet like stairs before throwing himself onto Oscar's rump.  Once there he’d get himself situated.  Never having ridden a donkey before the boy assumes the chicken had it figured out so he stays on the rump, sitting there with his front paws pressed firmly in to support himself whenever he moves. “You’re weird.  Prey doesn’t normally act this way.  Unless donkeys are weird in general.” It was his first donkey after all.  It could explain why he didn’t see many of them.

"Nico"