[PQ] Sheep shifting [seasonal event]

Adam swore under his breath as one of the rams suddenly turned and ran, apparently spooked by something. That it could be the smell of his dragon didn't come to mind, Adam having grown quite used to the reptilian scent (with hint of burning) over the last few days. He watched it leave with a frown on his face, huffing a frustrated breath. How dare a sheep disobey him? A sheep? But before he could go chasing after it the world suddenly began to rush away as he was knocked backwards by large horns, pain exploding in his middle and winding him. Before he could even yell and swear about this development, he realised he was laying in deep, quickly sinking mud. His shoes were going to be ruined. Less importantly, he could die. Adam threw his arms up and looked to Coffee. "Oi, you lil shit. Come lift up daddy." Coffee was not a strong dragon, being still rather small, but he tried his best, clinging onto Adam's shirt sleeves and tugging. A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?