you, a LeafWing, was walking around the poison jungle when you noticed two pairs of glowing eyes coming from the darkness in a certain area of the jungle, and then a LeafWing… no, a zombie LeafWing with the head and tail of a zombie HiveWing sewn onto him emerged. LeafWing: hello there, I am Fern. Don’t worry, we aren’t braindead like other zombies. HiveWing: I STILL WANT TO BITE THEM! Fern: Termite, shut the hell up. Fern wrapped his talons around Termite’s snout to keep him quiet.