From that tiny white feather that first fluttered down, Aerith had had a bad feeling. For both her little helper bird, and how weird that night was going to get.
Mostly because she'd looked up and seen the struggling chicken, and then the wolf that was holding onto it, balancing on the wall. The house's wall! Why did they even bother having walls if wolves could just walk along it however they wanted?! Either something had gone very wrong with basic barriers, or this was a pretty smart wolf. She had an inkling it was the latter...
...At least, until he started falling into her yard. At that point her only thought was to hope the squawking chicken would distract the wolf long enough for her to grab the broom she was already running for, just on the other side of the yard. Though he probably wouldn't appreciate the bop on the nose she was planning to give with it.
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From that tiny white feather that first fluttered down, Aerith had had a bad feeling. For both her little helper bird, and how weird that night was going to get.
Mostly because she'd looked up and seen the struggling chicken, and then the wolf that was holding onto it, balancing on the wall. The house's wall! Why did they even bother having walls if wolves could just walk along it however they wanted?! Either something had gone very wrong with basic barriers, or this was a pretty smart wolf. She had an inkling it was the latter...
...At least, until he started falling into her yard. At that point her only thought was to hope the squawking chicken would distract the wolf long enough for her to grab the broom she was already running for, just on the other side of the yard. Though he probably wouldn't appreciate the bop on the nose she was planning to give with it.