The enclosure starts to move. It’s taking me into it’s wood structure, a mysterious realm only a few of us have had the chance to enter. This particular animal seems to enjoy taking insects, especially ones with a shiny colorful exoskeleton, such as mine.
Once inside I see the most disgusting display of power. Containers of insects and plants all kept for the bipeds amusement. Their is papers on the containers with symbols upon them. A bipedal language. They must be “lah- bells” describing the insects trapped inside.
The featherless biped puts my container on the shelf and sits down to make my “lah- bell”. It probably will explain my feeding process, injecting venom into my prey and sucking out their insides, while the description has a high shock value it isn't the weirdest way to eat. I like to eat pest bugs like aphids and caterpillars. This helps the bipeds because they like to control plants, and the bugs I like to eat get in the bipeds way.
This is simply an accident of nature. I begrudgingly help the biped’s efforts because I love eating those bugs ,however the bipeds kill my kind in droves because of their use of pesticides. It’s ironic how they kill the insects who kill the pests naturally. Featherless bipeds are weird like that.
I watch the others from my container. What cowards, giving up the will to live free outside and so soon? I shake my head. Captivity does odd things to us insects. My captor gets up from it sitting position. The biped walks to my enclosure. I get in an attack position. My predator instincts are triggered. The featherless biped deformed tarsus puts a “lah- bell” on my enclosure. A seal on my fate…To be continued