Upon entering Tunnel O, one might hear a strange sound. Several shifting feet and... gobbling? Yes, surely it is! Closer inspection reveals a small group of TURKEYS!? Five of these birds stand in a group, their dull brown feathers blending mostly into the room with the exception of their blue, gemmy crops. If you listen closely, you might be able to hear what they're saying... Of course, they would also provide a easy and hearty meal for you...

Note: You may choose to harm or not harm the turkeys.

The cowboy was gone off somewhere, so Derby was as well! The little fawn decided it was time to explore a little and see what was beyond all those pretty blue rocks. The first new room he'd discover was Tunnel O... but of course, he didn't know the name. He just knew that it was very damp and humid. Derby shuddered as a fever chill rushed through his small form, small hooves making a gentle click! click! rhythm on the few stones that jutted out of the rather loose earth.

Dark chocolate eyes took in the sights with clear curiosity, little sabre fangs glinting in the dim light. Gobble gobble! Such a peculiar sound! Derby slowed his pace, stalking among the soil, blending in quite well. There were great big things on four feet and covered in fur, just like he was! But they didn't look like anything he'd ever seen! They were definitely not deer... and not lemurs like the cowboy and cowgirl! When they talked, he could see big sharp teeth. They must eat meat! his thoughts proclaimed proudly. But then his focus was turned to the group of weird things. Now, they definitely didn't have fur. They had wrinkly little faces and spoke in a weird language that not even Derby had heard before.

Curious, he tried to mimic the sound. Yet, his attempts were futile. It came as a quite loud GAWWBLE GAWBBLE! Surely he would be scaring away the turkeys! This was bad.

The other gemboounds would go unnoticed. Bevy could sense these birds were healthy, brimming with all the right bacteria. There was a loud "GAWBLE GAWBLE" that hushed all the turkeys as they turned to the noise's maker. They stared blankly, their bodies tense. Was this being a threat? The birds were hushed, looking at the small deer. They blinked, tilting there heads. Friend or foe? Friend or foe?

Surprisingly, the turkeys simply turned in confusion, scrutinizing the small fawn. Their heads tilted back and forth, and Derby decided he'd do the same. So he stood there, tilting his head to their rhythm. Derby lowered his head non-threateningly, and lay down, gangly limbs tucked neatly beneath his body, and he continued to tilt his head back and forth, mustering a small gobbling noise like the turkeys. Hopefully it sounded better than the first one.

But no, it came out as another loud and raucous cry. "GAWBLE! GAWBLE!" He quickly skittered away, hoping that it would show the turkeys that he meant no harm.

The birds gobbled back to the small deer, their heads shooting up as the small thing skittered away. One turkey gave chase, but then gave up, tilting its head as it looked around. Then, the wolf approached, catching on off guard. The wolf launched onto its rear and the surprised bird shot up with a shriek as its skin tore, the bird clamoring onto the ground.. The other turkeys- save for the one distracted by the small deer- turned on the wolf, each one going at Arkrael in turn trying to peck at her eyes.

One turkey is distracted by the small deer.
One turkey is incapacitated.
The other three turn on Arkrael to attack (roll pending)