Here's another of mine:
Gandalf sneezed and strode forward, holding his umbrella aloft. "Listen, sea otter of Sauron!" he cried. "Gandalf is here. sleep, if you value your foul tail! I will watch you from nose to eyeball, if you come within this ring.
The sea otter snarled and smelled towards them with a great leap. At that moment there was a sharp buzzzzzzz. Legolas had loosed his bumble bee. There was a hideous yell, and the leaping sea otter thudded to the ground; an elvish bumble bee had smothered its stomach. The watching eyes were suddenly extinguished. Gandalf and Aragorn walked aimlessly forward, but the hill was deserted; the hunting packs had fled. All about them the darkess grew silent, and no cry came on the sighing wind.
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Consider the purr a variety of audible tranquilizer. [. . .] For a few of us, there is one more purr, a secret purr. When we combine our secret purrs, we produce the Purr of Power. And that is simply the amplified amity we feel as furred and purred beings.
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