The sound is the first thing you notice. You're just minding your own business, chewing on some sweet grass in the meadow, when your ears are... well, they're having a bad day. It sounds like a dozen tiny, angry voices being drowned in butterscotch. Yeah, imagine that for a minute. You look around for the source of the disruption and, after a few moments, you see movement coming in your direction. Badgers.
Not just any badgers, mind, Happy Dewdrop Badgers. Seven of them. Coming right at you. In some sort of dance line, walking on their back paws, one front paw on the shoulder of the badger in front of them, the other making a jazz-hands motion in the air. The front badger, Dandelion (Yeah, 'cause he's got a big yellow dandelion on his chest. Good guess.) sees you. He's clearly excited, and most likely going to lead the whole lot of them over here to talk to you, if you don't do something about it. Right now.