Barbara
```Rhyming Reflections```
Larry
Sorry, I can't tell what the last proxy was in this channel. Try replying to the message or reacting to it with ❌ so I know which message it is.
This can happen if the last message was sent before the last time I restarted.
Barbara
At this point Shwook was pretty sure she lost her gummi ship, seeing as how she just watched it get pulled into one of those reality-fissures.

Unfortunate.

She was happy that none of her supplies were left in there, but how was she going to get home?

Shwook swooped lower across the grasslands, observing the chaos that began to unfold below **``[Aero: 1 / 4]``**

She had seen fires tear across the savanna before, and she had come to learn that fires were a part of the natural cycle of this area; as such, very specific animals were attracted to it. Giant birds, not nearly as tall as Shwook, but 5-foot storks that would gobble up small animals fleeing from wildfires.

When the fissures opened up, apparently the sudden tear in reality kicked up enough static to spark another wildfire, and naturally the storks came to take advantage of the situation... They were the first creatures here to be corrupted.

Now she observed a small band of these birds striding across the grasslands - a flock of 5 or 6 - their feathers now black as the night, and their eyes an empty, pale yellow; not a single ounce of empathy left inside them. They had become seemingly mutated; becoming as fearsome and tall as even Shwook.

They stalked the grasslands, intentionally spreading fires and causing new ones where the marching inferno has yet to touch. Some twisted extension of their previous behavior.

Shwook found a gargantuan tree to find refuge in while she further observed the stork's path of destruction. Something about all this seemed eerily familiar as she watched one stork come across a pair of hidden cheetah cubs.

One quick snatch and they were gone. Shwook wasn't sure if they were actually eaten, or if the stork did something else to them... But they were gone.

Shwook looked beyond to see the storks had routed 100-dozen or so grazers with another wildfire started from half a mile away.