No larger than a medium-size dog, it had four sturdy legs obviously designed by nature for endurance rather than speed, and its powerful torso and hea... moved with rhythmic purpose as it loped easily along. Especially noticeable were the vicious looking teeth, or whatever passed for teeth on Eden, that it bared as it gave voice to its high-pitched howl. When perhaps two dozen or more of its fellows emerged closely behind, also in full voice, he realized he was looking at the local version of a. Nothing.I climbed the stairs slowly. Last night came back in vivid recollection. I knew at the top I would see something and again, there was erotic electricity in the air. What I saw I could only describe as the Tree Men. There were six of them in all and I watched as a seventh slid off one of the tree limbs and through the open window. They were maybe five feet tall and their bodies looked like round tree trunks no more than two feet wide. Their skin, if that is what you would call it, was a. Masterson, please pay attention to the class for once,” Mrs. Kline said.Just then the bell rang out its soothing tone.“Okay, now you all have a good weekend and don’t forget to study for the chapter test on Monday, Jay would you please stay for a minute,” Mrs. Kline said, giving me an upset look.After all the students have left the class, you walk over to Mrs. Kline's desk, who was finishing some last minute math work. You take this time to examine Mrs. Kline from your position. Mrs. Kline, not. Her face was freckled, open, almost adolescent; but her manic grin left no doubt about her dangerous intent.Seeing his expression, she laughed. "You're scared, Dagnir!"When he said nothing, she threw a punch, stopping just short of his face. His strangled shriek removed all doubt -- Dagnir was, indeed, terrified."You should be. You elves are known for battle magic, and think you're the masters of the arcane arts. But you know nothing of the sort of magic I've got. True, my spells have given me.