An uneventful day it had been for the most part, but as the evening drew in, there seemed to be an anticipation building up and about, accompanying quite excellently the wet green of the aftermath of a soft shower. The council was called; the Council of Outstanding Ants(COA). COA has been a busy body since time immemorial and only the most outstanding of all ants were sent invitations with the help of an underground network spreading throughout the empire, established in the days of the old and mighty Queen Antagonistressy. The COA was as always quite an exclusive event and a band of mercenary mosquitos was hired to do the dirty work, discouraging any eavesdropping human from staying. Blood was involved. I couldn’t possibly stay.
Story Of The Footloose 