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to get close. I am going to build a bubble around them, but that
keeps me here in this area.”
“Lena, you need to advance forward and take up the area
Jonathan flanks. Ronú, you move forward to take up Lena’s old
area. Bardala, take up Ronú’s area,” Tital fired out instructions
over the radio.
“The coyotes tried to get out and go after a small colt. They
hit the invisible bubble and started howling, it has spooked a few
horses. They are moving faster, but they are moving south,
thank goodness. What do you want me to do with them to shut
them up?” Jonathan radioed.
“How is it affecting the herd?” Tital asked.
“They are starting to shy away from the area. I just don’t
want them to turn back north, and split the herd.”
“How close is the river from their position?” Tital asked.
“About half a kilometer,” Jonathan reported back.
“Okay, first elevate the coyotes, then twirl them around in a
circle for awhile, to see if they quit howling. I can start to hear
them from where I am positioned. We are going to have to shut
them up for about another twenty minutes, long enough for the
herd to pass by.”
“Consider it done,” Jonathan replied, as he raised them up
and started twirling them in circles. At first they tried to howl,
but as the twirling continued, they stopped their racket.
“You must have done a good job,” Tital radioed, “I don’t hear
them now. Keep up the work, and then when we pass by, send
them high in the air over to the river. Drop them all in on the far
side. They’re smart; they will swim for the closest shore.”
“Your wish is my command,” Jonathan teased.