What’s not okay are those crickets. Striker isn’t very good when it comes to being a predator, and usually winds up getting eaten by what he was trying to eat anyway. These insects came equipped with what appeared to be miniature sports equipment, and fireworks capable of dropping Striker’s reaction time by a significant amount.
Despite their advantage Striker still managed to get one, and by golly he enjoyed every moment of that little bugger being a snack!
…but there is still the other. Striker hasn’t seen them for some time now, but he can still hear the cricket noises. They are probably still planning their revenge for what Striker did, waiting for him to fall asleep so they can paddle-bat him to death. Perhaps they have something else planned, something even worse!
Striker isn’t sure if it will be revenge for their devoured friend, or the ruined cricket game, or both…
Striker’s tongue hurts…