Anyone who has ever been kicked by an animal dreads being trampled by them
because if their hooves pain that much sideways how much agony can they
bring to bear trouncing some sorry arse into the ground? Even modest
numbers of cloven footed beasts heading toward them captures
the full attention of those who are horde familiar and sets
their hearts a-pounding because they know that once
stampedes start they don’t stop until whatever
disturbance that incited the commotion
is obliterated. Behind the noisy and
precarious conditions borne in
Distress Ditch is the faint
whatever was before is now
decimated and must be considered
consumed by instinct.
Thank you, friend.
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