A giant butterfly caught its wing in a branch of a tree that was sticking out. For a human, the butterfly would be humongous, houses had no size on it and would be either worshipped or killed, but that was not here nor there. The wind aggressively whipped around, pushing the butterfly's wing farther into the branch, creating a bigger rip. There was no struggle, the beautiful animal would die here, staring into the last remnants of the day. It could have been beautiful if not for the heartbreaking scene- the clouds were barely there, only wisps and the wind howled, already mourning the delicate creature. Leaves began to swirl and the ocean churned, feeling the loss and soon the other animals that inhabited the forest were alerted as well. As they made their way to gather around the butterfly, a hunter, no- a protector died. The human had saved her chief, saving the village from a war, creating a peaceful universe instead of the other paths it could have taken. As the two souls meet for the last time, a blessing was placed on the Earth, braided into the trees and the water and the world.