The cow doesn't provide too much shade, as rain dribbles over his body down on Miki.
Bolts of lightning start to crash from cloud to ground and then, pieces of hail start fallling from the sky.
"We needz shelter!" screams Serk. She points out a large Tor in the distance, its form illuminated by the occasional lightning bolt. It seems rocky and solid, and though climbing it would be risky in this weather, it might have some outcropping that would provide the group (and cow) safety from the storm. The only alternative is to endure the weather. The hail is starting to get rather painful as it pounds on you...