Killer, who was a blonde Minotaur bull, seeming to be a crossbreed of an human and a yak, watches as your owner talks to the ranch owner, a blue and white striped helmet over his head with his ears sticking from the sides as well as his horns. He was laying on his side underneath the shade of a tree, tail and ears flicking, shooing away the flies that would buz around them. Disturbing his staring session.

He was intruiged by you, he was used to hanging around big yaks and bulls. But seeing you, a small highland cattle. He thought you were cute, and it seemed you owner was selling you to the ranch owner.

After a minute, it seems that the Ranch owner motioned you into the cattle pen.