It furry little ball of chaos named Sir Pounce-A-Lot decided to take on the ultimate enemy: this beast. He/She/It ignored around the scary thing, glaring fear. The moment it seemed just as Whiskers/Mittens/Sir Pounce-A-Lot {was about to strike, but then it{ suddenly took off with a loud meow. The monster just kept on going, completely oblivious.