It was a beautiful day. All the sheep were out eating grass except for one. The sheep, disturbed by the disappearance of their shepherd, accused it of being a wolf. The victim stated that it was not a wolf, it just disliked eating grass - 'We are killing the grass's soul!', said it. But that did not help. The sheep were afraid of unknown, foreign things. They were a bit Xenophobic, one could have said. So they decided to drop the poor one to the river.
While they all were busy doing that, they noticed that one of them was missing. They quickly rushed to their meadow and found only bloody remnants of white fleece and a pair of torn-apart wings...
XenomorphII (sheep) was lynched by the village.
Malurous the flying sheep (sheep) was eaten by the wolves.
While they all were busy doing that, they noticed that one of them was missing. They quickly rushed to their meadow and found only bloody remnants of white fleece and a pair of torn-apart wings...
XenomorphII (sheep) was lynched by the village.
Malurous the flying sheep (sheep) was eaten by the wolves.