Cosmos cranes her neck over her shoulder to look down at the slime clinging to her back hoof—gross as always. These sacs of goo are always a nuisance.
She brings her ensnared leg as far up as she can get it and delivers a swift stomp down onto the slime..it doesn’t budge. She stomps on it twice, thrice—no dice. Time to try something else.
She rolls over on her back and wildly kicks her hind legs up in the air—the slime is finally starting to loosen its grip! With renewed fervor she kicks her leg out with all her might and the slime goes flying off of her hoof, splattering on a nearby cave wall.
Free of the sticky menace, she climbs back to her feet and snorts. Good riddance.