Lady Oyanka and I have been wandering all day, following the most delicious scent drifting through the air. The longer we search, the stronger the smell becomes, making our hunger impossible to ignore. Our senses sharpen as we track it, laughing to each other about finally finding something worth hunting. Step by step we move closer, sniffing the air and scanning the ground until suddenly we spot the source. Beneath us lies an entire tiny civilization, a village filled with the smallest little people we have ever seen. They scatter in panic as our shadows fall over them, realizing far too late that they have been discovered. Their tiny voices rise in helpless screams while we crouch down to study them, amused by how small and powerless they are compared to us. To us they are nothing more than bite-sized prey, the irresistible scent that led us here. After such a long hunt, we are not about to let our discovery escape. The tiny village has just realized that the hunters have arrived, an
