The Mud Mound Stand-Off

A fresh dirt mound rose from the soil. Obvious challenge! It dared to stand taller than my claws. I did not inspect it. I charged! With one furious stomp, I crushed my heavy foot directly into the peak. Splat! The damp earth caved beneath my weight, sending loose dark crumbs flying over the stone edge. It gave up immediately! Now my foot is coated in gritty victory mud. The territory remains mine.