The girls all wailed about Moose, except for Moonsinger. Some tears dripped out of her big green eyes, but she mostly just sniffed. Later on, she sang about how he liked berries and mating in the sunlight and how brave he was when the monster came.

  Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

  The bearded ladies were the most upset because Moose was theirs. But we all knew being dead was better than being stuck and unable to get into a tree when the night came.

  I didn't ask the bearded ladies if they wanted to see my mating dance, but I should have. They all left with Johnny when they were done crying.