ferryl raindance ran through the field of potatoes as she warded their eyes with angry accusations and fiery rebuke with her Lola's flower-power mood ring and her Tito's wooden balisong.  She had to get to the Feathered oak tree before they cut down her best friend.  She noticed a magpie finding solace with a feral wild rabbit.  She threw her hands to the punishing skies and whispered, "Mercy mild. Send me an August Thunder growling bear."

~emru