I come to you today with my head down and my spirits lower. I come to you not to post, but to confess. I have committed a crime that is almost to awful to speak of, but my soul is burdened and I must confess all on the path to cleansing myself of this evil. When we arrived I had no intention of wreaking such devastation on the close knit community of furs. However, overcome with the holiday spirit, and perhaps a little peer pressure I slew one of the helpless trees. Cutting it down in its prime. What truly makes me a monster isn't even the horrifying act but pure exhilaration I felt after my saw bit deep. I raised the creatures lifeless husk high in triumph, and for that there can be no forgiveness, no penance to cleanse the stain on my soul, I will forever be a Monster.