Editing Galactic Partridges (section)

===The Battlefield Dance Party===
The Space Wolves watched.

It was all that they could do.

Just watch.

They had come from seemingly nowhere, all at once in a furious torrent of blazing bolters and crackling power weapons. And birds.

So many wretched, cooing birds.

Grimnar had little choice but to simply watch as those mother fucking glory whores wiped up the last of the Tau, and started doing donuts over their corpses in a landraider.

Gleefully, in the not-far-off distance, one of the company sargents wielded a Galactic Partridges t-shirt cannon and turned to face Grimnar's direction.

"Flap your wings with glory, Brother!!"

<nowiki>*</nowiki>THWAP*

Grimnar reeled back from the impact, realizing instantly what it was.

"DAMN YOU ALL!" He bellowed after the tank, shredding the t-shirt and scattering its remains.

The Partridges finally exited their stage of false glory, while blaring their accursed song. In their wake, brainwashed guardsmen danced to the music, many of them wearing t-shirts reading:

<center>'''GALACTIC PARTRIDGES!! - WE'RE #1!!'''</center>