On a flatland existed a mound, with one side of it forming a cliff. At the bottom of the cliff grew a dense shrub, covered with thorns. It reached a height of two metres and was shaped like an umbrella.
Camouflaged under its foliage was a tunnel entrance, out of which peeked out an Iron Grade Pranic Beast, shaped like a rabbit but sporting a thorn-filled back like a porcupine. Its tongue flashed out like a snake as it looked out for any traces of foreign scent in its vicinity.
Upon judging the surroundings to be safe, it stealthily crept out and exited the foliage, the thorns on its back receding to reveal a sparsely fur-covered skin, extremely vulnerable. It hopped on the ground, gradually entering the grassland expanding further.
Soon, it began to graze, its ears prickling from time to time in alertness. But unawares to it, a Pranic Beast began to approach it stealthily, its presence no different from that of a tree.
