Rats come in one amount: too many.

"My visions don't show me home. They show me where home is yet to be found."

The forest grew fangs. The sky spread its wings.

"Without the protection of Feroz's Ban, I fear the Homelands are lost."
—Daria

Commanders order soldiers to attack. Field surgeons order them to heal. Both are obeyed without question.

Too many choices will always distract a greedy beast.

It isn't truly born until its first flight.

Rather than sheltering her young, the female fungusaur often injures her own offspring, thereby ensuring their rapid growth.

"Garb is for common folk. I prefer to wear insight and zeal, ambition and flame."

"You'll lose a duel if your enemy comes expecting a war."

The book shrieks horribly until its cover is opened, granting the spirit inside a moment's rest from the painful stirrings of the book's contents.

Toren had stepped on a lot of bugs during his life, so he couldn't help feeling embarrassed when a bug stepped on him.

"Before my eyes was a horrible monster, worthy to figure in the legends of the marvellous. . . . Its eight arms, or rather feet, fixed to its head . . . were twice as long as its body, and were twisted like the furies' hair."
—Jules Verne, Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea, trans. Lewis

"So large and so quiet—a combination best avoided."
—Disa the Restless, journal entry

Like arguing with ice
—Vodalian expression meaning
"wasting your time"

Perhaps he shuns technology. Perhaps he appreciates nature. Perhaps he doesn't know the difference.

Their eardrums may have given out, but the rest of them never will.