Jeeves did consider the merits of Pinkie's suggestion. Removing even part of their enemies from the fray would help. The nightmares were something he'd become unwillingly familiar with facing, after all. The timberwolves were new. He caught sight of a pegasus flitting up and over the barrier with a zapapple in her hooves. When she did not return for more and the howling continued, he suspected the attempt at distraction hadn't worked.

Down fell another tree's-worth of apples as he bucked hard after pulling a group of baskets over. It was as he was huffing and hurrying to the next tree that he noted the dragon. Jeeves thought for just a moment before deciding that he could spare the moment to be of some assistance. It would be one more set of hands working.

"Do not be alarmed, sir," he called to the dragon to catch his attention. "I am going to lift you to the branches." He waited for some form of acknowledgement before just throwing the creature about.