First Horn Tap

Eyes snapped wide. Legs kicked! A wild twitch through my hooves, and bam—I surged forward across the little bumpy floor studs. Right ahead stood this giant, cracked, half-shattered yellow head bursting with sharp teeth. Intimidating? Nah! Ha! I lowered my horns, charged straight in, and thumped my forehead right against its blue plastic foot. Clack! A solid, stubborn bounce. I can move, I can hit, and this turf is mine to conquer!