The verdant forest sways with glee as the cold breeze of the winds dampens the overheated earth, eventually waking up its small critters and revitalizing its ecosystem and, therefore, its inhabitants. The slight shade, a vessel of protection from the searing illumination of the sun, provides ample protection for those under it.
The critters move out of their homes in search of an adventure, the adventure of finding whatever fate may lead them to be, be it finding a mate, food, or entertainment of sorts. Anything that moves the ecosystem and lets it maintain its function is what makes it great.
The slight but subtle movements of the ground become a terrible earthquake for these little critters. In their very eyes, it was as if a giant retribution was upon them, and the fact that it was now the end of the world for them; with each step the giant took, the ground rumbled, and structures fell. It was a terrible day for critters.
