Ugh

Egan thought Roderic was an idiot. He was glory hungry, and he kept calling the northerners farmers. They could more properly be called shepherds. Well, goat-herders. Goats were hardy creatures, nimble, intelligent, kind of mean actually. Sheep were stupid, and dirty, but they tasted better. Hmmmmm, mutton. 

Egan blinked, and went back to preparing the rabbit he'd snared for roasting. He bit back a smirk at Roderic's suspicious glare. 

Yeah, I don't know. This is tiny and terrible. I'll try again tomorrow.