Several sheep start talking and try to answer you question at the same time. You can't make out a single word from the cacophony.
You hear an exceptionally loud BAAA and the crowd goes silent.
One sheep starts heading towards the low wooden fence and you at the same time. He gently pushes other sheep aside to reach you.
"Last night, when me an' my family were finishin' our supper somepony heard noises outside. Usually we wouldn't bother goin' outside that late, but the sounds were were loud and weren't far so me and my brothers decided to see what was goin' on. Armed with a lantern, pitchforks and shovels we headed outside, it was gettin' dark 'lready so it was kinda hard to see, even with the lantern. We didn't know what ta expect, usually wolves stay clear of settlement an' there are no monsters 'round here, but we took somethin' to defend ourselves with.
Once outside, we could hear the noises coming from the chicken coop so we headed there. Six big ponies oughta scare away all burglars and thieves. We were expectin' some pony stealin' chickens or somethin' but instead there was this pony in white dress, no, he wore this dress with white feathers on it. He was chantin' somethin', dunno what it exactly was, but it was magic, I'mma sure of that.
We yel'd at him and told him not ta move. He stopped his mumbling and turned to face us. He waved something he was carryin' in his hooves and there was this flash, nothing big, but we had ta cover eyes anyway."
He stops for a moment, and looks at the ground.
"We open'd our eyes, but there was no fireballs or anythin' flyin' round so we thought we oughta teach this 'wizard' how farm magic works. Except, now we had trouble movin' and talkin' properly; we were sheep. The pony in feathers just laughed and told us to stay here and be quiet. We were too shock'd to do anythin'. He ran to the main buildin' and turned the rest of me family in to sheep and told nopony would be hurt if all would do as his told. Of course everypony was too scared to fight so he lead them here - inside this corral and told us to stay put.
Then he continued his… magic thingy and we saw as the chicken somehow were shrunk and flew into… a bird cage he was carryin' round. Once he was done with tha chicken, the glow of magic disappeared and we don't know where he went off to. Probably did the shrinkin' trick to the real sheep as well!"
"Tha's everythin' in a nutshell. Me name's Pa Corn."