🇨🇴 Temporada de Muujin
Un día precioso en el bosque del saúco, Fium Amazona Sonic Boom y Sandía Pripra decidieron que era un día genial para deforestar.
¿La meta? Conseguir 10 semillas de árbol.
¿La cantidad de árboles que iban a cortar para lograr su objetivo?
La respuesta es: sí.
Ambas estaban tan felices como un imperio capitalista en la selva amazónica. Cuando los árboles se acabaron y el último de ellos se alzó ante ellas, no lo dudaron… No esperaban la avalancha de muujis que las empujó en direcciones distintas.
Sandía Pripra estaba consternada; sin embargo, Fium Amazona Sonic Boom señaló con toda convicción que, ahora que los muujis no tenían hogar por su causa, era su deber moral no dejarlos sufrir el destino de la indigencia.
El resto de la hermosa tarde se dedicaron a erradicar a la desvalida especie. Varios oogopus sobrevivientes de antiguas cacerías se mofaban sobre cómo, por fin, el par de sanguinarias cazadoras los dejó tranquilos y decidieron enmarcar aquel día como un festivo para su especie llamado “Temporada de Muujin”.
En un punto, mientras Sandía Pripra cargaba con costales llenos de cadáveres viendo a lo lejos la carnicería, decidió que simplemente ignoraría decirle que las antiguas casas de muujin se regeneraban a su paso. Por supuesto, todo esto era un acto altruista. ¿Quién era ella para interferir con los actos de bondad de su compañera? Nada tenía que ver con los peluches que recolectaba poco a poco, ni la jugosa carne que sacarían, mucho menos con el costoso pelaje.
El día acabó en un tono positivo mientras dejaban en casa todo el enorme botín.
¿Acumulación de riquezas?
¿Desequilibrio medioambiental?
Nada de eso importaba en un bosque mágico lleno de brillitos y baba de bestia. Los gritos sobre equilibrio de un hassian pegado obsesivamente en la ventana de su casa eran una bonita decoración premium. Todas son ventajas. La vida es buena en Palia.
Fin.
🇺🇲 Muujin Season
One beautiful day in the elderberry forest, Fium Amazona Sonic Boom and Sandía Pripra decided it was a great day to deforest.
Their goal? To collect 10 tree seeds.
How many trees would they cut down to achieve their goal?
The answer is: yes.
They were as happy as a capitalist empire in the Amazon rainforest. When the trees ran out and the last one stood before them, they didn't hesitate... They didn't expect the avalanche of muujis that pushed them in different directions.
Sandía Pripra was dismayed; however, Fium Amazona Sonic Boom pointed out with conviction that now that the muujis were homeless because of them, it was their moral duty not to let them suffer the fate of destitution.
The rest of the beautiful afternoon was spent eradicating the helpless species. Several oogopus survivors from previous hunts mocked how, at last, the pair of bloodthirsty hunters had left them alone and decided to mark that day as a holiday for their species called “Muujin Season.”
At one point, while Sandía Pripra was carrying sacks full of corpses and watching the carnage in the distance, she decided that she would simply ignore telling him that the old muujin houses were regenerating in his wake. Of course, this was all an altruistic act. Who was she to interfere with her companion's acts of kindness? It had nothing to do with the stuffed animals she was slowly collecting, nor the juicy meat they would get, much less the expensive fur.
The day ended on a positive note as they left all their enormous loot at home.
Accumulation of wealth?
Environmental imbalance?
None of that mattered in a magical forest full of glitter and beast slime. The cries for balance from a Hassian obsessively stuck to her window were a nice premium decoration. It's all good. Life is good in Palia.
The end.
