“It kept sayin’ shit like ‘My insides are burning’ and other crazy stuff.” 

“Crazy how? Please, we need as much information as possible.” 

“Okay, okay.” He cleared his throat, “‘My insides are burning’, ‘help me, help me!’ Stuff like that. Might just be what they’re taught to say, y’know? Being government tests an’ all.” 

“We have an obligation to give it medical treatment before returning into the correct farm,” Hooves says, “If it is, in fact, injured.” 

Right. Hare turne to check on Horn back inside the barn. Its been awfully quiet. Best to see  whats up. 

“Horn?” 

“Back here.” He gestured for her to approach slowly. The Dino had bitten the chain attached to the wall hard enough to set it free. The metal collar still around it’s neck but it does seem much calmer now that it isn’t chained up.. 

“What do we do?” He whispered to Hare, “You’re still green but we were never trained on Dino rangling.” 

The Dino stopped and stared at them, 

“You know I can hear you.” 

“OPEN FIRE!” Horn drew his gun but Hare stopped him, “This is against protocol! I-It’s not a threat!” 

“Not a— It’s talking, Hare!”

“I know! And thats shocking, but it isn’t being aggressive.” Horn lowered his gun, “Alright, so what do we do? Detain it until we have a way to track which farm it came out of?” 

“I don’t want to go back there.” The Dino said 

“Well, too bad, you are.” Horn turned around to shout, “Hooves! Get in here. We’re detaining the thing!” 

“On the way!” With the Dino in shackles, Hare starts to drive with it in the backseat while Hooves sat in the passenger side. Horn rode behind them just in case the Dino made a run for it. 

“What did you mean earlier? The boar said that you were begging for help and that your insides were hurting.” Hare paused at a stoplight to take a look at the Dino through the rearview mirror. Only a ten miles to go before they reach the station. 

“I had an infection, it was destroying one of my ovaries.” The Dino explained, “Well, ‘destroy’ might be too harsh of a word but my kind have two ovaries and if the important one is damaged then the one takes over  and starts changing our bodies into males on the outside.” 

“Thats a chicken thing.” Hooves said, “We learned that in school, remember? About the extinct ones!” 

“Right.. But, wait, then you aren’t a Dino, you’re a.. chicken?” 

“Dino’s aren’t alive anymore. Its just what—“ Something large swooped down and picked up the police car. Hooves, ever the forgetful passenger, wasn’t wearing his seatbelt and got thrown out the window by the velocity. 

“Hooves!” The chicken reached out and grabbed Hare’s shoulder, “Stop moving! Just sit down!” 

“Wahts going on!? Did you set us up?!” 

“No. I wish. But it looks like I’m gonna get punished too.” They flew out of the city, over the grassland, and seemed to be heading towards a large farm. An actual, real, farm. 

“Hey, Officer, it took me two years to plan my escape. Instead of Dino, just call me Gallina. Its a word for ‘female chicken’ in most regions that speak Spanish and—“ 

“Why are you still talking?!” The farm is getting closer, the giant hawk carrying the car begins to descend. 

“Call me Hare. And if we make it out of this, then you’re under arrest.” 

“Okay.”