[ jerry doesn't bother getting up. travis makes a pretty comfy cushion, and he's busy surveying their surroundings.

lots of trees, debris from the twisters come through, and wool just... everywhere. all over the place. like a knitting store exploded. clearly they were onto something in following the goat wind express out here. ]

I don't know that the twister are on Uber, dude, we might have to hoof it.

[ assuming travis wants to take the same express line back to the village. it probably didn't take them too far, so the walk might not be bad.

the distant baaing continues, and that's what finally gets jerry pushing off his man-chair and going to investigate pasts a gathering of trees, just over a hill. that's where he spots them - a portion of the missing herd, just hanging out. ]

Or we could rope all those lost goats together into a goat sledding team.