[IC] Chapter 2-3: Safe Haven

[Toot]

Cranberry nods, leaning on her gnarled staff with both hands which gives her an unusually frail and elderly look.
"Unfortunately we are afraid of a threat. Animals are no mindless meat and they wouldn't migrate into a threat but if you happen to encounter a threat... a fearsome threat. Know that our neighbour is powerful, probably more powerful than the eight of you combined. So avoid unnecessary bloodshed, yours included. Of course, hunting for food is permitted, as long as you keep it at the level of necessity."

"Me have the utmost respect for animals," Toot replies.  "But what you say isn't completely true.  Instinct is what drive most animals.  Salmon's instinct tell them to swim upstream to their spawning bed.  But they die by the millions while on the way cuz of predators or exhaustion from fighting the current and jumping rapids.  Horses been known to run into burning barns because instinct tell them the barn is a place of safety even though it on fire.  Animals might migrate into a threat if instinct is forcing them to go to threatened area like horses or pass through threatened area like salmon."

[RE: The Neighbor]
"You like to talk in threats," Toot says while pursing his lips in annoyance.  "We here to help.  Not here to be threatened.  Who is this neighbor?  Why are you trying to be so mysterious about him by only making more threats.  You must know who neighbor is so stop dancing around the subject and just tell us who and what he is so we know how not to anger him."