The BarfQuestion caught the tiny elk creature and his thought process, after lying dormant for a few seconds, promptly exploded. This creature was both tiny and cute, and also covered in silky peach fuzz fur. But it made no effort to run away from him and promote the trend of increasing suffering in the world! In an instant the BarfQuestion knew his theory had been wrong; an unfortunate stereotype brought on by a string of cruel coincidences.
Before he could even begin to think about both chastising the forest spirit for not intentionally helping him, and praise him for his sense of timing, the writhing forest spirit began to hurl once more. This time the forest floor was coated in a torrent of squeaking baby creatures; a torrent which showed no signs of stopping.
Before he could even begin to think about both chastising the forest spirit for not intentionally helping him, and praise him for his sense of timing, the writhing forest spirit began to hurl once more. This time the forest floor was coated in a torrent of squeaking baby creatures; a torrent which showed no signs of stopping.
