The wize one, taken aback by the pin prick attacks on his toes (they are not hairy, er at least the Last time I looked
) looks down at the shrunken anatamy with the pot belly beneathe him and as he lifts his one foot high over the small creatures features, he notices the small round one looking up at some of the passing FBW's with a very strange and weird look within his being, now I wonder what he's doing now, the old one mutters as be begins to lower his foot over the little one
