Chimera Fields Til we strip down to our skeletons again

Don't worry about it!

The bird was sure excitable and FitzDutiful was finding it slightly tiresome. He was almost terrified that she was going to peck at his paw again but it seemed as though she had learnt not to do that for she went for a flower instead. A flower than promptly bit back.

FitzDutiful knew he shouldn't laugh but he couldn't hold it back enough and it appeared like a guffaw that he turned into a cough. It had been an eventful occurrence, that was for sure, but a howl went up on the mountainside and caught his attention.

"I'm sorry," he told the little magpie, "I must be going, that call was for me. I wish you well in your bee hunting experience and if you ever find yourself on the mountainside, stop by." When the pups were a little older, the two of them might enjoy the entertainment that had driven FitzDutiful to the brink of irritation.