"Get a life already!" The Horse bites back. "You've been obsessed with me for too long. Just when I thought you'd be civil–"

"Obsessed?" The Snake scoffs, disdain bleeding thick. "I'd rather drag you down and lose this race altogether than see you succeed."

"See? Obsessed. You have been for years. When will you let go of our past?"

"Forgiveness is not in my nature," The Snake seethes. "I'll keep proving that to be true."

Just then, mirthful laughter floats from above, swinging swiftly through the trees.

The Snake and The Horse look up, frowning.

And there stands The Pig.