Laugh It Up Wise Guy

B, Just B

There was nothing too interesting about the winter time, a lot of creatures were hiding which meant little to no fun for the large crow. Ruffling his feathers against the cold he clacked his beak, hissing at the colder weather. He had been born during this accursed time, but that didn't make him like it any more. B spread his wings and took flight then, ignoring the cold wind as his stomach rumbled for food. Crabs were lazy and slow at this time of year and made for a very tasty snack, once you got past the claws of course. So the bird flew towards the nearby shore, golden eyes ever watchful.

When B got close to the ocean he saw a wolf fall back onto his butt, and he couldn't help but let out a caw of laughter. The crow circled above the colourful creature, not sure how he would react to the bird. "Silly woof! You are supposed to eat them, Caw! You let good food get away!" He said in his low baritone voice. Landing a few feet away from the blue wolf, he kept his wings slightly unfurled in case the blue wolf attacked. Turning his head this way and that, he inspected the blue and gold wolf. "B has never seen a woof that looks like you, oh no! Very nice colours, caw! B wishes that he had colourful feathers! I just have these ones, yes yes!" He was of course referring to his green striped plumes on the top of his head, bobbing around as he inspected the wolf. Hopping a few steps closer, he clacked his beak at the young one. "Woof should help B find food, oh yes! Food, food! You help B, right woof? Cause you scared away good food, so you owe B! Yes! You owe B!" The ever annoying bird hopped a bit closer, daring to approach the strange wolf. He wasn't scared, oh no! He had wings, and this silly land creature did not. A get away would be easy for him, yes it would.