It turned out there were creatures living in the tree I felled last weekend. As the tree hit the ground, they began to descend from the canopy.
I held my chainsaw at the ready... just in case.
Disturbed by the disruption in their habitat, they at first turned upon each other.
Then, an uneasy truce prevailed and a new, sleeker, possibly more intelligent tree beast appeared. It was at that point that they seemed to notice me.
We stared into each other's eyes ... each daring the other to flinch.
After a brief staredown, the lead tree beast turned and returned to the canopy of the newly fallen tree. The others soon followed.
I holstered my chainsaw and breathed a sign of relief.