"What's wrong?"
"I'm just bracing myself for what I might see."
Sighing, Ikky closed his eyes and stepped through space. He heard soft crunches when his bare feet touched the grass of the forest, while shifting his leg around to find the remains of his wooden house.
"Of course it's gone." He sighed, finally looking down at the remains of his broken home. He decided to take a seat on the ground to at least rest his back. But alas, destiny had other plans.
All of a sudden, a loud trumpet shook the entire forest, rallying attention from the animals that lived there.
The habitat had been exposed to such a familiar sound, especially during the last 24 hours. Yet non had shaken the ecosystem from such close proximity and loudness.
After the eerily loud and threatening blow of the trumpet, bellows of the panicked habitat followed.
