It was moving slowly, and all patience that Alice had (if any) was slowly vanishing. How long did it take to move and disintegrate, really, was it that strenuous of a job? No, no, it was not. She resisted the urge to nudge it along with her shoe and continued staring at the Ashwinder expectantly, willing it to become dust already.

And then it FINALLY reached the edge of the forest, except it wasn't doing anything. Oh. Right, though. It was laying eggs. Was that a private matter, one that she needed to look away for? But she'd known this Ashwinder all of its pitiful three minutes that it could call a life, why was it so shy? Alice cleared her throat and redirected her gaze to other things anyway, giving it a moment of privacy to do its personal things.

So yeah.