((i am 🙂. oh and john doesnt know what species he is and no one else does either. hes kinda like leyla from futurama))
"humans" muttered john before searching for a good tree to settle on. he spotted one with a large branch, wide enough for him. Leaping 2 and a half metres to the branch, john began his meditation.
licking up a large beetle, he thought of the tremer he had felt earlier. it had appeared when that woman arrived to tell him off. again he tried to search for its source, but nothing came to him. he pondered it throughout the night, and eventually fell asleep.