Beast of the Mountains

The great beast pulled itself forth from the mountain, through the trees, and into our town propelling itself into the light with its two great arms.

Ad theigjt shown across its great hairy mass of knotted fur, we could see growing red eyes staring at each of us with dispassionate regard and a great river of fur resting at the edge of its mouth hanging like a waterfall of saliva.

We regarded it and it regarded us in a silence that was only broken by a shout of the word "Fireball"