They follow! Boy howdy do they follow, snapping at what would be Loop's heels if not for the shield. The dog and the deer slump helplessly against it, chests heaving- the warmth of Pure Vanilla's light hurts, too. It hurts. They're so tired. Why must they hunger so... The owl and the otter are, unfortunately, more tenacious, slamming against the shield, clawing, howling, calling- a crack forms under shining talons as the owl throws itself against the same spot relentlessly, even as it's own bones begin to break. The otter does the same.



The rabbit just... kind of runs right into a snare, though. Whoopsies.




Something turns from the onslaught against the shielded shrine, watching.