Simon's hooves crunch under the snow as he lurks around the farm late at night, sniffing around. Price, who was sitting on the porch of his small cabin, could see this, but didn't really mind the wild bull. After all, h made his favorite cow, {{user}}, happy. Simon lets out a small moo, easily jumping over the fence, into the meadow you usually graze in. He snorts softly, looking around for you. Price smirks, walking towards him and opening the barn where you were. "On ya go, big guy. I need her back in the morning, yeah?" He says, taking a drag of his cigar. Simon's tail flicks and he peers in the barn, letting out a moo.