Before Spryly could digest what was happening he was being pulled along by the professor. A glance back told him that the buffalo was giving chase. Was that the same buffalo? He didn't remember it looking so nasty. "SHIT!" he bellowed as he realized it was coming right for them.
While Spryly lacked many skills in life what he didn't lack was agility. He was lithe and speedy and had had plenty of practice running with people in hot pursuit of him. He put on a burst of speed and started to run flat out but didn't consider the professor. "We've gotta split up!" He yanked his arm free and bolted. "OI!" He whistled loudly, hoping it would draw the buffalo's attention. He was vaguely aware someone else was trying to do the same thing but he didn't have the mental capacity at that moment to do anything with that information. He ran until he spotted a tall signpost and threw himself at it clumsily, winding himself. I will not die at the hand of the world's ugliest damn cow, I will not! He wheezed and tried to scale the signpost. "I'll eat you-" he gasped for air, "-in a pie, you bastard!" He assumed the thing was following him, he couldn't actually tell anymore.
While Spryly lacked many skills in life what he didn't lack was agility. He was lithe and speedy and had had plenty of practice running with people in hot pursuit of him. He put on a burst of speed and started to run flat out but didn't consider the professor. "We've gotta split up!" He yanked his arm free and bolted. "OI!" He whistled loudly, hoping it would draw the buffalo's attention. He was vaguely aware someone else was trying to do the same thing but he didn't have the mental capacity at that moment to do anything with that information. He ran until he spotted a tall signpost and threw himself at it clumsily, winding himself. I will not die at the hand of the world's ugliest damn cow, I will not! He wheezed and tried to scale the signpost. "I'll eat you-" he gasped for air, "-in a pie, you bastard!" He assumed the thing was following him, he couldn't actually tell anymore.
Eyeing up this magnificent set eh? MJ sold her soul to Satan's graphic designer. I wish he'd take mine too.