Sound of Pulling Heaven Down [B]

B, Just B

The large crow and digging his beak in a pine cone, trying to pick out the yummy seeds that were protected by the hard covering outside. He cawed in frustration, grabbing the cone in his mouth and trashing it upon a rock. When that didn't work he dropped it on the ground, hopping on top of it and glaring down at the pine cone. "B just wants to eat! Stop being so silly pine cone. B wants food, caw! Yes he does!" B was always a loud creature, he had no idea that there was a pretty she wolf behind him. Not until he fell silent, studying the pine cone that he heard a very faint shuffle of paws. His green striped crest bobbed as his head twisted to look over his shoulder. Fluttering off of the pine cone he hopped a few steps back, ruffling his feathers to make him look bigger. "B is not a very tasty bird, oh no! Woof wouldn't want to eat B, too many feathers!" Clacking his beak in his nervousness, he hopped back a few more steps, pulling his pine cone with him with his beak.

For the first time B realized that the wolf looked distracted, and most of all she looked sad. The crow's feathers settled somewhat, his head bobbing around as he hesitantly took a few hops forward. He forgot about his pine cone as he looked at the sad wolfess. "Why is woof sad? Is it because B is not tasty? Cause B can help pretty she woof find food, caw! B can fly over head and look for prey for pretty wolf, yes yes! As long as B gets some tasty meat." He said softly, trying to cheer her up. It wasn't B's fault that he wasn't tasty. Oh no, way too many feathers for the wolf. Hopping forward again, he poked out his beak to get a better look at the girl. She looked a little fat, so why was she so sad for food? She had a good belly size, yes she did! Silly wolf.