From somewhere to the duo's left there comes a thrashing sound, accompanied by the thunder of hooves. Panic snorts, teeth that flash crimson and tear at the earth. The most unlikely of scenes: an infant landshark trying to attack a unicorn.
Neither appear real, so strangely coloured and formed at they, but quite real they are.
Small or not, the landshark's teeth erupt from the earth, dragging and tearing at the soft soil as the unicorn kicks and lashes out. Her hooves, like daggers of flint strike the young shark's nose but it does little good to dissuade its viscous earthen attacks. Blood speckles down her flank, a panicked foam sprayed against her chest as if the ocean has somehow risen to meet her.
Neither appear real, so strangely coloured and formed at they, but quite real they are.
Small or not, the landshark's teeth erupt from the earth, dragging and tearing at the soft soil as the unicorn kicks and lashes out. Her hooves, like daggers of flint strike the young shark's nose but it does little good to dissuade its viscous earthen attacks. Blood speckles down her flank, a panicked foam sprayed against her chest as if the ocean has somehow risen to meet her.
