if you try'na monster smash

Under the cover of darkness, or what amounted to it nowadays, the celestial titan ventured further south than he had in quite some time. He remembered a time many years ago when he'd gotten into a brawl with a wild animal, and earned the scars that broke up the swirling cosmic patterns up his right forelimb. That had been somewhere around here, if he remembered correctly. Tonight, he was more interested in entertaining himself and harassing the spectral fireflies that were swarming everywhere. He was still torn as to whether or not he should be legitimately concerned by their presence, but it was not in his nature to spend much time dwelling on anxiety. Thus, the night's task of pestering ghostly fireflies.

The wisps led the way into the bamboo maze, taunting him with the way they slowly bobbed along on the air currents. It was tempting to venture into the imposing copse headfirst, but the marauder was older now, just a little bit wiser. As he passed a corner, he tipped his head to the side and nicked the sheath of the bamboo shoots with his left tusk. Thus, he could turn back and find his way out if he got bored (or hopelessly lost). then came the night's entertainment. Massive jaws snapped playfully at the floating creatures that had been lurking at every turn for weeks now. Moving deeper and deeper into the maze, letting the mysterious glowing orbs guide his path as they pleased. When they were lower to the ground, he swatted at them with a heavy paw. Each time one vanished before he could hit or bite, another seemed to crop up somewhere in his field of view.