Ancient Fluffy (Short)

Author's note: Quick and stupid.  VERY stupid.  Ancient Fluffy is the creation of Pants Without Pants.

>You are the mighty Ancient Fluffy.
>Recently, you escaped captivity after beating the shit out of the human that tried to hurt you.
>In the wild, you have proven absolutely unassailable by the other fluffies you meet.
>The so-called 'smarty friends' are no match for your combat prowess.
>Their heads have been crushed, their limbs rent, their spines shattered.
>The strangely colored fluffies follow you now.  Your herd is two hundred strong, including the dams bearing your children that you escaped with.
>You claim ever-widening swathes of territory.
>Your rule is absolute.
>But now, you face a new challenge.
>The snarling beast is far away, but it makes a loud, bellowing noise.
>Your herd is terrified of it.
>They scream in stilted language about the meanie noise, the bad loud that causes them such fear and anguish.
>As herdmaster and their protector, you will not let this stand.
>You climb the long pile of white rocks.
>You are face to face with the small, but loudly bellowing monster.
>You do not bother with words when asserting your power; they are not necessary.
>The beast charges!  Oh, it is in for a great shock.
>Despite its glowing eyes and shuddering, noisy gait, you launch yourself headlong at the offender.
>As the two of you draw closer, the beast grows in both size and volume.
>You consider ceding the field as it approaches, but the cries of your fearful herd spur you onward.
>Before you know it, the beast towers over you, but so did the human.
>You are not afraid.
>You attempt to assail the beast with magic as you draw nearer to each other, but nothing seems to happen.
>The beast is so loud now you cannot hear your terrified herd any longer.
>With one last mighty, ringing bellow, it continues to charge you.
>You've no choice.  You must meet force with force.
>As your skull contacts the beast's dull, rounded, brownish horn, you are dragged underneath it and torn into a bloody pulp.
>Train 1, Ancient Fluffy 0.