She stomped her four feet. The cloud of smoke slowly cleared, and soon everyone could see Bertrand the Bear crushing out his cigar on the ground, looking a little ashamed. Couldn't have that. Tips are nicest, but I could eat the whole carrot, I guess, if it meant there'd be more for me in the future. He started to bounce around Mabel the Moose.
Plants deserve to live and grow, too.
You could watch where you walk. You break half the little trees before they get a foot tall. You step on so many little plants. They never have a chance. I'm so awkward.