Two-legs! Please, help me! Other two-legs are cruel - they will not help, though I am cursed!
I was cursed by three sprites who were bored. Had I fang and claws, I would shred them like meat-birds! My brothers and sisters think me but another two-legs now, and will not suffer my approach! I am without a pack! But, it is worse than that. Your two-leg life is unbearable! Like these strange things called... pants. How do you tolerate them?