The small calf's eyes widen at the sight of the chainsaw, only knowing of what they are used for because of the farmer that owns him, and he hates when the trees are cut down because they're scary when they fall! But, he doesn't mind the stumps, they make good chairs after a long day of grazing in the fields. Muu's large ears flick a couple times as he tilts his head to the side, approaching the bloodied man, "Are you a new person that mister farmer hired, moo? To... To help him cut down the trees he doesn't want, moo?" He was a curious child after all, but somewhat clueless about anything outside of what he knows from the farm, minus what he's been told about the 'bad cows' that never seem to come back, "W-wait, moo! Don... Don't tell me I'm a... A bad cow, moo! I don't want to leave the farm, moo!" He stuttered out, fretting wildly as tears sprung to his eyes, his ears hanging low.
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