The Bug and the Wanderer

Everything had gone wrong. It had crumbled beneath my hooves, all the dreams of my people. I'd taken them upon my shoulders, and now they've been trodden into the dirt.

I never asked for power or leadership. Royalty was a collar around my neck and a weight on my heart. A mask of superiority was born to keep them from realizing how our world was crumbling down to dust. No longer will my people live in the shadows. This plan has to work.