[Barclay had been backing away. As reasonable people do when confronted with a wild thing and her young. Quietly as he could, glancing down periodically to ensure he didn't step on anything that would make a loud sound— unwilling to do anything that might be mistaken for a threat, even if it might look like a very mild mistake initially indeed.
But then Kenzi happens. Enter from stage right. His eyes bulge. The bison moves its big horned head to look at her. Barclay swallows a shout— of course this isn't the first they've met, but this is the first he's ever seen her out in the wilderness unassisted for
what now feels like good reason.]
Kenzi, [he stage-whispers.] Stop. Kenzi. Stop where you are, don't move.
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But then Kenzi happens. Enter from stage right. His eyes bulge. The bison moves its big horned head to look at her. Barclay swallows a shout— of course this isn't the first they've met, but this is the first he's ever seen her out in the wilderness unassisted for
what now feels like good reason.]
Kenzi, [he stage-whispers.] Stop. Kenzi. Stop where you are, don't move.