10-05-2011, 07:46 PM
((WC:3+))
After his visit with Skye, he had heard a lowing from the stables. As he approached, the young male could smell the stench of cow manure among other scents. He wrinkled his nose, but the curiosity drove him onwards. There was a single bored looking cow in the stable. He studied it for a while, then had an idea. He was trying to show how helpful he could be, trying to show he was turning over a new leaf. Why not exercise the animals? How did one exercise a cow? Seriously? After a moment, he slowly opened the gate to the cow's pen. It nosed at him, snuffling. His eyebrows raised in surprise, but he didn't move. A long wet tongue came out, licking him. The beast's breath smelled of hay and grass and other chewed vegetation, and Liam's nose wrinkled again. After a moment of what seemed like it could have been consideration, the cow began plodding out of the stable.
Liam followed, the bemused expression still on his face. He prodded the beast with his hand to make it go to the pasture area, or what he figured was probably pasture. It stopped and looked at him; he stared back. "Come on you dumb beast. Move it." It kept staring, letting out a plaintive "Moo." He walked behind it, pressing on it's hind end, trying to convince it to go to the pasture. Was that a snicker?
Liam looked around, feeling both embarrassed and angry. The cow was making a fool out of him. He shoved hard, and the cow only moved her butt to the left, then the right, her tail swishing away the flies.
"Ugh." His noise of disgust was clear. Where did he go from here? How did one get a beast moving that only wanted to be sedentary?
After his visit with Skye, he had heard a lowing from the stables. As he approached, the young male could smell the stench of cow manure among other scents. He wrinkled his nose, but the curiosity drove him onwards. There was a single bored looking cow in the stable. He studied it for a while, then had an idea. He was trying to show how helpful he could be, trying to show he was turning over a new leaf. Why not exercise the animals? How did one exercise a cow? Seriously? After a moment, he slowly opened the gate to the cow's pen. It nosed at him, snuffling. His eyebrows raised in surprise, but he didn't move. A long wet tongue came out, licking him. The beast's breath smelled of hay and grass and other chewed vegetation, and Liam's nose wrinkled again. After a moment of what seemed like it could have been consideration, the cow began plodding out of the stable.
Liam followed, the bemused expression still on his face. He prodded the beast with his hand to make it go to the pasture area, or what he figured was probably pasture. It stopped and looked at him; he stared back. "Come on you dumb beast. Move it." It kept staring, letting out a plaintive "Moo." He walked behind it, pressing on it's hind end, trying to convince it to go to the pasture. Was that a snicker?
Liam looked around, feeling both embarrassed and angry. The cow was making a fool out of him. He shoved hard, and the cow only moved her butt to the left, then the right, her tail swishing away the flies.
"Ugh." His noise of disgust was clear. Where did he go from here? How did one get a beast moving that only wanted to be sedentary?