Ankyra Sound next time warn me when you're about to do something like that.

it was not hard to catch the disbelief that stole across yami's face; it was practically tangible, the outright way her incredulity melted from her muzzle, simmering in the yellow ringlets of her gaze. caiaphas sniggered, glancing back to the sunning masses.

so, what do we do then?

"why don't you try to go up to one?" she suggested, pointing her thin muzzle in the direction of a rather fat cow that lingered on the fringes of the group. the cow's round back was turned to them, one flipper hanging lazily in the air as she fanned herself -- she would make a fine first target for a budding huntress, or at the very least would show yami just how fast a land-sausage could be. "just.. mind the flukes."