Unbothered and mostly unaware of the creatures below BigHorse races his broad rubbery lips across the soil scooping up dead leaves. When he reaches  the next tree his lips bend it with ease until the treetop hits the ground. The trunk snatches and the horse catches the tree within his lips. He processes the plant like a string of spaghetti and a few moments later it's beyond view within his mouth as he chews it up.