Olive, you are an enormous caterpillar covered in strange frills and spines. You’ve built an extensive tunnel system under the ground and within hollow trees. Your diet consists of leaves, especially those of poisonous plants. The toxins concentrate in your tissues, making you formidably poisonous. By night, you crawl from your tunnels and walk down town alleys, tending to weeds, mosses and brambles who grow from the cracks and gutters. The humans know you as a soft skittering, an oddly-shaped shadow passing through their incandescent lights. Nobody has any idea what you’ll metamorphose into.