10 Spring (2/2)

Joe didn't seem to agree with John giving him an angry grunt. ”It's not my fault you can't speak alright! But if you accidentally stomp me to death you can say goodbye to your easy meals.” John tried to explain to the red-eyed Demonic Bull.

Down below a few of the humans, noticed the commotion and began to worry that the Demonic Bull, would soon go on a rampage. Quickly they decided to try and appease the beast, by sending a representative, with the herbs they had picked recently. The herbs were part of their plan to entice the Bull, to be their, guardian spirit.

Anna Gulped as she slowly walked up the hill. She had volunteered to go, although Arron had protested and said he should go; she felt that a woman would be less threatening than a man, overruling him. She, looked at the small herbs, with apprehension they couldn't find anything too special since they didn't have the strength to enter the forest. ”It'll be fine! We have nowhere to go this has to work,” she, comforted herself, as she, neared the top of the hill.

The two on the hill had long noticed this lass coming up the hill. Both Joe and John were surprised by the bravery of this young lady. However, humans were indeed cunning creatures so both of them eyed her suspiciously.

Anna, bows deeply to the demonic beast in front of her, with sweat drenching her back. ”Please calm your anger great one,” her, voice quakes a bit as she glances at the bull. ”We bring this small offering, in hopes that you will allow us to stay, in your blessed land.” Slowly she extends her hands with the herbs while remaining bowed. All she could think about is that the demonic beast might bite off her hands while eating.

Joe had never had subordinates before so he was happily surprised by the offering. Snorting lightly he took the offering and began to chew.

Taking this as a sign of acceptance Anna said, ”Thank you, for your benevolence.” With that, she began to back up slowly returning the way she came.

”Ha, they want to make you their divine spirit!” John couldn't help but laugh. ”Isn't that great now you won't need me to help you out anymore.”

Joe annoyed at being made fun of snorted and had a glint in his eye.

”Alright, I'm sorry don't eat me, ok?” John gave in. ”Geez, for just being a Joe you sure are ornery.”

The demonic bull looked at him, Inquisitively who is a Joe?

”What you don't even know your own name?” John shook his head, at the ignorance of demonic beasts.

Joe, however, would have no more nonsense turning away he stomped throwing a fit. Soon sitting on his butt at the other side of the hill. He decided to ignore John for the rest of the day.