Dec 16 2017, 07:38 PM
the storm may not have abated, but he had escaped from his containment and found his way to this other space where the energy did not seem as collected; it was here that the bull could rest and consider things - really understand what had transpired in order to rouse him from a preternaturally long slumber. he did not know this place in the slightest. navigating this far had been difficult once the generator's abilities were compromised, but he made it with each flash of electrical energy the storm gave off. the swirling vortex of the storm had mystified him greatly, but still he'd gone away from it - to where the river met a constructed object, and then beyond, to where a myriad of strangely shaped upright beasts lingered. they were not true beasts - they looked to be made of the material of his containment - but they were moving in droves towards the heart of Polaris, ignoring his presence almost entirely. how very strange. then again, the bull had arrived within this world fully functioning, inside an adult body with a mind that could reason; that too was strange, and he was left to wander, and wonder, all on his lonesome.