He didn’t have to be nudged to begin the mad dash for the hole, he scrambled through their dug out then kept on running, laughing the whole way. At some point he figured he was out of sight of the farmer, and he dropped the hen and rolled to the ground. That was great, did you hear that guy? Fuck he was pissed, Killian said to the fox, still giddy with laughter.
He laid there for a moment, staring up at the sky beyond the waving grass and breathing heavily. This was the sort of activity that probably didn’t prove to anyone that he was becoming more responsible, but also something that he never planned on stopping. Oh well, sometimes breaking a rule or two was fine, right?
oh well, maybe not, let’s try again