Vulture dropped a rock out of his beak. "Foxes?" He cackled. "The next thing you will probably attack will be another chicken or grouse! Definitely not a fox!"Stormy started picking up stones with his beak and making a trail, then said "After we're done with this can we maybe fight some foxes or something? I need to get better at fighting so I can be a better ground-guard." Stormy clucked through a beak-full of pebbles.