Soft, feathers trailed over the cheeks of one who slept. Those feathers turned to fingers, then those fingers melted away.

The beast opened its eyes. It had been awakened like this for days, as if it were in two worlds at one time.

I'll be old by the time things don't wake me like this anymore.

First front, then rear hooves made the ground tremble and bend as it rose, but only to ants could it be considered an earthquake. The face of this animal swung every-which-way, trying to see everything at once.

You make me cry, trying to tell you how many times? There is no predator here.

His eyes squinted as he pawed the ground in annoyance. Thoughts got annoying sometimes.

The thing walked on long, stilt-like legs until it reached the water. Immediately, it scared away the fish by pressing its face in to the liquid to slosh it around.

I reject this society.

The beast shook clean its face, before taking a long slug of water and wandering off.

Because it rejects me.

The beast wandered past all the colored-pelteds....

They accept you, as long as your set is complete.

before disappearing.