BNR: ’m a badger, and the world looks strange. There are little badgers running around me- my brood, I suppose? One of them looks kind of… Dead. I’m not sure how to control myself, but… Wait. My jaws are pretty solid- I can pick things up with them. There’s something that resembles a pineapple in here. I’ll drag it to my poor dead baby and- well, looks like he wasn’t dead.