Date: 2024-10-21 01:41 am (UTC)
singlemilletgrain: (Catastrophe)
Shu is chugging along in the distance when he glances back, and though it doesn't appear as if running is one of her strengths, she seems to be keeping pace without being completely left behind. As if to emphasize the urgency of whatever is happening, another deep bellows sounds from beyond the thickets.

The way is slow-going, with grasping branches and thorny bushes. Link may have to physically cut a path as he progresses, but it seems this is the right direction, for the sounds of the hooves become more apparent as he goes. As Link breaks through the last of the shrubbery, he may need to catch himself (literally) before falling off the edge of a short cliff about twenty feet high.

Below, the ground has transitioned to fields once more, and he is overlooking a wide, flat area that stretches out towards the horizon. He will spot the obvious source of the sound almost immediately - a herd of about 50 cows off in the distance, perhaps several thousand feet away, stampeding his direction. At their head is an unusual looking ox, brilliant white with curving horns. The source of their consternation is less visible.

...Are those... tanks?
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