[Anga: Do not be frightened, small one. Tell us what you saw.] Yes, ma'am. You see, I was back home in The Savanna, just before dawn. I woke up early that morning when I felt a firefly tickle my nose. I chased it through the tall grass. Just, you know... playin' around...

Anyway, it took me all the way to the watering hole... and that's when I saw them! Big, mean looking creatures. Black as night, but you could see through them! Like... ghosts! [the council gasps] That's what I said! They were like nothing I've seen before! They were four-legged... but their hooves were strange -- soft and round with little points sticking out. The hair of their coats were long and thick and shaggy, almost like a bison... They spoke to one another. Their voices were low and scratchy... like they had eaten thorns. I tried, but I couldn't understand. And then... then...

One lifted its head, sniffed the air with his pointed nose. I was hidden in the grass -- I know I was, but... That's when they all whipped around and stared straight at me! The biggest one croaked out... "GRASS EATER"!!! [the council gasps again] That's what I said! ...That's not a bad word, is it? Am I allowed to say that?