HEY NOW - o, furbies

[div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]first killua and his candy, jacob and his strange human clothes, and now this unknown female with her creepy alien monster toy things. what is with the infatuation with human constructs? does nature not provide enough sustenance for life? is it a fad to abandon wild culture and embrace the foreign innovation of humans who have done nothing but kill innocents and destroy habitats with their expansion and pollution? or maybe melantha is holding a grudge against anything human after a farmer loosed his hunting dogs after her. she was barely seven months old and she was hungry and sheep are easy targets! what is one ewe in a herd of hundred? but because she was starving and killed one animal, she was hunted for days. yeah, it’s probably a grudge. melantha approaches in response to sugarpop’s words, drawn to the scene by a mixture of curiosity and boredom. luminous olive eyes observe the furby with poorly disguised disgust. ”is that supposed to be a toy?” she asks coldly, scrunching her nose at the sight of the ugly thing. it’s eyes are large and unblinking, with a weird little beak and no visible appendages. she doesn’t understand how anybody could find that thing enjoyable. it looks more like the stuff from nightmares.