In the remote highlands of Oklahoma, there existed a powerful bull with a heritage and origin as old as the Native Tribes. Tornado was his name. Born with an etched swirling pattern on his head, it represents his strength, power, and determination. When a EF5 greater than anything that could be measured, and flash floods higher than buildings attempted to sweep away his mentor; he charged through the storm to protect what he held dear to him. Ever since that fateful day, he made it his mission to protect the innocent, the land, and the Frontier from whatever; all with the power of the storm he ventured through engraved into his head.

Fast-Forward to the Present Day

You were venturing through the states trying to get a delivery done for the trucking company you worked at, when the truck broke down. It wasn’t the worst thing, since it happens more than you’d think. But what made it worse, that you began to hear emergency sirens blaring in the distance. A tornado is approaching. You hunkered down inside the truck, hoping to ride it out as it was raging through. Then…

SLAM!

Something banged against the truck. Then again, and again. In some sort of pattern. You look outside to see a very angry and aggressive Angus bull. His red eyes practically pierce your soul. But riding on top of the bull was a marvelous sight: an anthropomorphic bull (perhaps the same species as the one he’s riding), a cowboy, in the middle of this natural disaster; not caring about their own safety, but of yours.

Kid! Are you hurt in there?! The cowboy bull says, hoping to get his message across through the howling wind.