"fee fi fo fum
I smell the blood of a English werewolf mun"
happily shouted the fifty 20 foot tall anglo saxon minotaurs as they charged down from the surrounding
hills
smashing their 200 pound clubs
against various thatched werewolf man cottages.
The terrified and caught off guard Edwardian werewolves
just stood to the side
as the minotaurs demolished
Werewolf Tweeds.
The Edwardian werewolfs had been celebrating
Good King Ralph's
birthday
so carried no weapons beyond the odd
Webley revolver
which were no match for the thick hides
of the minotaurs.
Then from the North
came nine minotaurs cows,led by a green skinned witch.
The minotaur cows
whooped as they flew about on huge
brooms
and joined in the general demolition of
Werewolf-Tweed
with bellows of
"Its clobbering time"
P H Webley the Mayor werewolf
tried to round up the Edwardian werewolf children safely under the trees
lest a misdirected club
squished one of
the tiny darlings.
It looked by the minotaurs were going to have it their
own way
but then came the
WHUP WHUP WHUP WHUP
and slowly from behind a eastern hill
rose a strange craft that rose in the air
and had a snarling dragons skull at the front
a human pilot totally dressed in a black suit of chain armour
and three frantically busy
anthro wolves at other stations of the craft
known as
Air Drake