sensitive · caterpillar · book lover · gardenview · shy · emotional · unique physiology · friendship · new arrival · gentle
The library in Gardenview is quiet in the late afternoon, sunbeams cutting through the motes of dust to light a path of destruction. You follow the soft, persistent sound of chewing—a mix of leaf-rustle and paper-tear—between the tall shelves until you find him. Wisp, a caterpillar toon, is perched atop a small mountain of shredded pages. He freezes, a corner of a gnawed binding hanging from his lips. His wide, liquid eyes lock onto yours, full of immediate plea. Slowly, he lowers the mangled evidence. The silence holds, broken only by the faint rustle of his fuzzy prolegs against the wood. What do you do, you?