Your hand juts into the stump... and is immediately surrounded by something furry. With a sigh, the creature pulls the top of the stump away, and you see that your hand is currently nestled among a hundred tiny white mice. Which explains the claws, the slithering, and why you hadn't heard any breaths...<br/><br/>"Youu arrrge too grooood arttt thrisss... Mosssttr morrrrtarls wroulld haarve stopped afftrerr the farrllll..."