Not even a full minute between feeling good about her pun and managing to seal of more of the bigger animals, a bee stung Grace. Which would not have been half as bad were it a single bee. Instead there was a swarm of flying animals and insects that were swarming for her. They aimed for her arms, and a small part of her knees that weren't covered by her boots. The birds were the worst, however, as they went for her face and eyes. Any time she caught one they managed to slip away and circle back.

"I feel bad that ever fed those pigeons in the park now!" Grace yelled, still swatting at the bugs and birds wildly. Bits of gravel and smaller chunks of earth started flying around, out of Grace's control. "I think I'll spend the rest of my life poisoning the little jerks!" she added for good measure. Grace didn't mean it, however, as she always carried some food to give to the poor little starving birds. However, it would be coincidence if she actually [i]had[/i] any food on today of all days, and the universe loved laughing at her. "Also, don't bees die when they sting you, ow, so it's your fault that the animals here are dying Mama Bear!"

Grace figured she might as well follow the insane woman's logic with the zoo animals. If she cared about them then maybe she'd at least try to help them instead of throwing them into harm's way. However, from the roar of the dragon, Mama Bear might soon be figuring out that ticking off a dragon was not a way to save the animals.