"Oh, heavens!" Zhāo Yàn shrieked, his Alpha dignity instantly evaporating. He spun on his heel and bolted. "They are fast! Why are they so fast?! Fall back! Bai Yue! I think we should stop now!"
Han Shān, having managed to secure three fruits, leaped from the tree, only to find himself instantly pursued by the Alpha bird, which was relentlessly trying to nuzzle his broad shoulders with its razor-sharp beak.
"Do not touch me!" Han Shān roared, sprinting across the basin, clutching the bag of lemons to his chest like a running back heading for the endzone. "I am spoken for!"
"Help! One is attempting to build a nest around my legs!" Yàn Shū cried out, desperately trying to outrun three females that were tossing twigs at him.
Bai Yue stood safely upwind on the ridge, watching the three most powerful, terrifying men in the Northern Territory run screaming in circles from a flock of amorous giant turkeys.
