Rizz vs The Ice Bison

On the mountaintop, a thin but fresh layer of snow had blanketed the area overnight. It helped cover old tracks but wasn't enough to hide the recent movements of an entire herd of Winter Bison. 

The hulking beasts were still grazing in the largest clearing the peak had to offer, digging through the snow with their snouts to eat the blue-colored grass underneath. 

Off to one side stood the Ice Bison. It was feasting on clump after clump of blue grass.

When other bison approached that spot, the Ice Bison would grunt and send it away. Only a select few females were allowed to join the Ice Bison to dine on the finest blue grass around. 

Some clouds dotted the sky. Enough to offer moments of cloud cover every hour or so. 

As the dark red sun rose toward the apex of the heavens, everything was normal, as it should be.

… thwang, K-rrip! HROOOHH!!