Meanwhile, The Ultimate Besties stumble after them across the mountain trail, their mutual groans of agony an amusing melody.

"We can't let you get ahead of us!" The Rooster yowls.

"Not after all we've been through!" The Goat belts.

"You guys definitely cheated!" The Monkey howls.

From her place in The Horse's arms, The Snake swivels her head to the side, in the face of their desperate whines, and sticks her tongue out. Her middle finger tugs at the skin underneath her left eye.

No words. Simply mockery.

The Horse can't help laughing, a soothing note for The Snake's soul.