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Description

Pilophalanx
These hulking tripod creatures that reach a hefty 2 to 3 metres tall and travel in large herds of well over a hundred [it is hard to count moving white creatures in the snow alright?!] and graze on the grass, moss, and bark off trees that they scrape off using their horns. The Pilophalanx are slow moving taking each step one at a time, I believe this is due to them having only three limbs and by their natural horn like armour that sprouts on their shoulder and along their sides. When they travel the calves and mothers are moved to the centre of the herd for protection and if any predators are spotted, they form a wall by kneeling and locking this armour together to form a wall.

Day 12

I have journeyed through the icey forest to find even more snow and without the trees acting as a wind break the air has taken on a sharp frosty sting to it. I shall dub thee the Artic Plains! [maybe I’ll think of something more creative when I’m NOT freezing my toes off!]

At first I didn’t think there was anything out here until I saw one snowy hill moving! Upon closer inspection it was in fact a herd of Pilophalanx, I was taken aback by their strangest attribute of only having three legs that looked not to be of injury or deformity but to be of natural design. When I approached the herd carefully making sure I stayed down wind of them so not to startle them they seemed wary of me. A few of the bigger ones came to give me a cautionary sniff and once they deemed me non-threatening allowed me to travel with them, which was fantastic because not only did their furry bulk help break the freezing windchill that was battering me but they also generated enough heat to keep me from loosing any digits. As long as I stayed away from the calves and didn’t make any threatening movement towards them they didn’t mind me at all.

The herd moved at a steady pace, pausing for a few hours to graze and let the little ones rest before moving on to their destination which suited me as well as it gave a chance to draw down some of my discoveries as I hunkered down into the fluffy bulk of one of the elderly ones who would take the chance to nap and rest.

I need to draw as much detail as I can before memory starts to distort what I saw.

Day 14

This evening the Pilophalanx herd came to a large icy lake to get a drink and the utter serenity of this place is beautiful, the late afternoon sun sparkles on the icy and the snow and ice glistens like thousands of jewels sparkling with all the colours of the sunset. The wind has calmed down enough

Oh darling if only you didn’t have that emergency business trip you could have joined me in this wonderous world. Then again you would have probably try and talk me out of going into the mystery hole and you would have definitely stopped me when the electrical gear conked out.

Oh well you always did have more common sense than me.

Description

Pilophalanx
These hulking tripod creatures that reach a hefty 2 to 3 metres tall and travel in large herds of well over a hundred [it is hard to count moving white creatures in the snow alright?!] and graze on the grass, moss, and bark off trees that they scrape off using their horns. The Pilophalanx are slow moving taking each step one at a time, I believe this is due to them having only three limbs and by their natural horn like armour that sprouts on their shoulder and along their sides. When they travel the calves and mothers are moved to the centre of the herd for protection and if any predators are spotted, they form a wall by kneeling and locking this armour together to form a wall.

Day 12

I have journeyed through the icey forest to find even more snow and without the trees acting as a wind break the air has taken on a sharp frosty sting to it. I shall dub thee the Artic Plains! [maybe I’ll think of something more creative when I’m NOT freezing my toes off!]

At first I didn’t think there was anything out here until I saw one snowy hill moving! Upon closer inspection it was in fact a herd of Pilophalanx, I was taken aback by their strangest attribute of only having three legs that looked not to be of injury or deformity but to be of natural design. When I approached the herd carefully making sure I stayed down wind of them so not to startle them they seemed wary of me. A few of the bigger ones came to give me a cautionary sniff and once they deemed me non-threatening allowed me to travel with them, which was fantastic because not only did their furry bulk help break the freezing windchill that was battering me but they also generated enough heat to keep me from loosing any digits. As long as I stayed away from the calves and didn’t make any threatening movement towards them they didn’t mind me at all.

The herd moved at a steady pace, pausing for a few hours to graze and let the little ones rest before moving on to their destination which suited me as well as it gave a chance to draw down some of my discoveries as I hunkered down into the fluffy bulk of one of the elderly ones who would take the chance to nap and rest.

I need to draw as much detail as I can before memory starts to distort what I saw.

Day 14

This evening the Pilophalanx herd came to a large icy lake to get a drink and the utter serenity of this place is beautiful, the late afternoon sun sparkles on the icy and the snow and ice glistens like thousands of jewels sparkling with all the colours of the sunset. The wind has calmed down enough

Oh darling if only you didn’t have that emergency business trip you could have joined me in this wonderous world. Then again you would have probably try and talk me out of going into the mystery hole and you would have definitely stopped me when the electrical gear conked out.

Oh well you always did have more common sense than me.