I used live in a cave deep in the forest. This was the only place I was safe from the destructive wrath of the humans. This was peaceful. That was until a war began. My kind (the lizards)had to leave are home because after the many years that the plants lay still, something (something that we still do not understand) caused the havoc to start again. There roots strangled most of us but some of us managed to survive the lethal blows that they fired at us. We were once equals. We lived together in the forest. But a hatred grew. we are now pet for those frightful humans.