The Butterfly and the Porcupine 2010
A porcupine bumbled along a dusty dirt road somewhere in the wilderness. The porcupine felt rather silly doing this, and it didn't feel quite right. Veering off the path into a sunny meadow, the porcupine sat unsteadily in the warm blades of grass. Daka, the porcupine, lowered his head to nibble gently on the grass.
Parting the grass, he noticed a line of ants marching over and back under a large grey rock. To his beady little eyes, the procession of little red insects was astounding. He tried mightily to count the hordes of ants that were swarming under the rock. Afraid of getting stung, Daka inched ever so close to where the ants were entering their secret world underground. "What could be under there" He thought. All the marvels and mysteries of insect architecture were hidden under this one rock. He debated fiercely with himself whether to turn it over, to risk destroying their magical city. Also, there was a very real chance that the ants were