Before The Tiger can retaliate with his claws, the ground of their mountain trail interrupts them with a lousy shake. Constant tremors threaten to toss everyone off balance, rocking dry dirt back and forth.

Someone is running. Heavy hooves resonate. Faster than all of them combined, The Ox charges forward.

"Coming through!" he bellows, brute force be damned. "There's a passenger on board!"

The Rat sits atop The Bull's shoulders like a kid, giddy with glee as they take the lead.

"Is everyone just carrying everyone out here?!" The Tiger yells. "Bah! Pathetic alliances!"

"Shut up!" everyone else chimes in.