Thread:HawkDragon1763/@comment-33896974-20191001222208/@comment-33229352-20191009052509

Ishmael opened one eye and watched Galaxian absolutely destroy the vines. He frowned a little, considering they were innocent plants, but appreciated the assistance nonetheless. Both eyes opened as a thought occured to him-- instead of pacifying the animals, what if he pacified the source of the aggression instead? Go on the offensive instead of the defense for once.

Hopping down from his tree, he strolled out into the open, facing the building where the vines had come from. "Are you hurt?" he asked politely.

Surely nothing could go wrong with this.