Ron
*Terrel would walk up to stand beside Circine, giving a nod of response.*

"We're here to catch the pests for you." *He responded before looking back.*

"And seems like you got a lot of them."
Chelsea
"Indeed. Here is the notice we found, I believe it is up to date..."
*The centaur offered the slip of paper they had found nailed, glancing to the fields - counting the pests' numbers.*
Laura
*The farmer would tell the adventurers that 8 should be fine, Furrow's are highly social creatures and will likely let others know that the farm is guarded. Finding the Furrow's shouldn't be too difficult if the duo walks around.*
Ron
*Terrel gave a small nod before turning away back towards the farmland.*

"Not too many at least." *He would say to Circine before heading back towards the spot where he had lost his bolt.*
Chelsea
"How shall we go about this, then? They're a fast bunch..."
*He ruminated a moment, tapping his chin as he cantered beside him, keeping an eye on the outskirts of the farmland.*