<strong>Cooper meets some busty Locals</strong><br/><br/>The woman appeared an amenable woman; she was certainly healthy and had the glow of the countryside about her. It was obvious she was a local from her accent and the way she behaved, as if the world was here in her back yard.<br/><br/>“Now young man what’ were ta’’ yer were sayin? Come in and ‘ava a cuppa.” The raven watched on until the woman told it to bugger off and go to bother someone else. “Me dag yeah say, oh me poor wee dag.” The woman was obviously upset though tried hard not too show too much emotion for now until the man had proved himself at least slightly trustworthy.<br/><br/>“Where did yeah find ‘im…were it up at the big ‘ouse…in a shallow grave? Bad lot they are I can tell yeah that much...Who would ‘urt such a sweet animal? Cut off ‘is head? Awww please don’t tell the wee ones will yeah…”<br/><br/>It was then a rather buxom young woman leaned out of the window, “Ma…do we ‘ave company?”<br/>