Your cruelty toward a majestic reptile did little to your being compared to the death of a helpless baby bird. It has scarred you for life. Its tiny, meek, nearly inaudible “Kweh” sounds will haunt the core of everything you thought you knew about yourself from now on. The baby bird is gone. All you have to show for your attempt to help it survive is another dead animal. Perhaps if you had been more careful or invested in the safety of the baby bird things could have turned out differently. Then again, maybe they could not have.
There is no telling.
Well, there is a way to tell.
Hello, I am a bear 