Laugh It Up Wise Guy

The wolf muttered something about him laughing, which confused him. B would laugh when he wanted to, so why did the wolf tell him to laugh more? He was a confusing beast, that was for sure. When he landed the being just stared at him with an odd expression, making the bird clack his beak together. Silly creature! He spoke, so why was he quiet? Rude! Quite rude indeed.

The pretty wolf complemented his feathers which made his head bow, showing off his pretty plumes. "B is special, yes he is! B has pretty feathers that no other crows have! B is lucky, just like you woof! You have pretty, pretty colours, caw! Pretty!" He then said his name, and B bobbed his head to and fro. He liked to give creatures nicknames, but Eon's name was already short enough. No need to make it shorter! "Yes, yes, B is B, don't you see?" He said with a rolling laugh, quite pleased with his little rhyme. "B likes Eon, you are a pretty wolf, caw! And you help B hunt, yes?" He laughed again when Eon titled his head like he was, so he turned his head this way and that to match the wolf's movement. Now that he knew that the wolf wasn't going to eat him, he hopped over and half flew half jumped until he was sitting on his shoulder. B was careful not to dig his claws in, instead using his wings to balance.

Yes! The wolf would help B hunt, that was grand! His golden eyes looked around when he asked what was on the menu. "B likes crabs, they pinch pinch though, caw! Big woof can snap off claws for B, and B can pull them out with his beak. Yes! Good plan! caw!" He made sure to keep his voice down because he was so close to Eon's ear, but his voice was just naturally loud. Rubbing his beak on Eon's cheek he nibbled on some hairs, wanting to see if he was hiding some food in there. Nope! He was just salty like the water.