The human female has determined that it is a good time to go visit her sister and her sister’s family somewhere out in the west (waves hand vaguely.) Their mother, whom I actually like, will also be there. Sigyn and I have decided to tag along, since the presence of that remarkable woman means that there will probably be some very good food.
We are in the airport of the Somewhat Bigger City to the West, with some time to kill before the flight leaves. This is still a wild and savage place, home to a rare breed of fierce, long-horned cattle.
All of whom are putty in Sigyn’s lovely little hands.
There also seems to be an infestation of these strange, gray, hard-plated beasts.
The armor’s impressive, but they don’t seem to be very bright.
Ah! They are calling our flight. We’re off!
Well, the human female has always been a little off, but now we are going on a plane.