He's got a bead on the fattest shrub-turkey he's seen yet. Standing still, it makes itself look like its trunk has a potbelly. He's been following it, slowly, slowly moving into range for a good shot.
This is when Mickey comes blundering in.
Stephen winces, hoping that Mickey will go on past without noticing, but fate is not so friendly. He is drawn to the turkey like a magnet. And the instant before he steps on it, when Stephen should probably shout a warning, the turkey's leaf-feather-things suddenly snap into wings and it flies up straight into Mickey's face, shrieking madly before attempting to flee to the treetops. ]
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He's got a bead on the fattest shrub-turkey he's seen yet. Standing still, it makes itself look like its trunk has a potbelly. He's been following it, slowly, slowly moving into range for a good shot.
This is when Mickey comes blundering in.
Stephen winces, hoping that Mickey will go on past without noticing, but fate is not so friendly. He is drawn to the turkey like a magnet. And the instant before he steps on it, when Stephen should probably shout a warning, the turkey's leaf-feather-things suddenly snap into wings and it flies up straight into Mickey's face, shrieking madly before attempting to flee to the treetops. ]