Do Ants Have Feelings Novels & Stories

"Ant, now that we're here... I'll give you a chance to repent. If we're happy, maybe we can give you a more comfortable way to die! Otherwise, humph, I'll make you wish you were dead!" "Ant, didn't you want us to kill you? Now that we're here, you can tell us how you want to die!" "Oh, are you so scared that you don't dare to make a sound? But it makes sense, these ants in the Mortal World can only be stubborn. If they really confront us, it will be good enough if they don't cry and kneel down to beg for mercy." "Don't talk nonsense with him! If this person wants to ruin our plans, then send him to hell. It's that simple!"

Felix said and Baji nodded. "We have to rescue our friends from them, who knows what they intend to do with them and then leave their territory. There's no telling how many they are, if they are anything like typical ants then they will be over hundreds of them." Baji added. "How are we gonna rescue them? it's not like we can just squash them with a slipper or paper like regular ants." Anita said, being as blunt as always. Baji looked at Felix " Felix, what do you know about them for now?"

Velyana said as she placed her gun back into the little clutch purse that she was holding. “Don't worry, the soldier ants will get to it immediately. They usually waste no time in matters like this," Velyana said as she eyed the corpse of the snake with disinterest. The first one to show up had me looking in disbelief. Maybe there was something in the air but when a second, fifth and more showed up I knew that I wasn't hallucinating. These soldier ants as she called them looked like little humans from up here. Or maybe they are actually the size of humans but we were too high up to tell and I certainly didn't want to go down there to find out.

He nodded and looked out the window himself. "Yes, it is. Quite calming I think." Nothing, no negative reaction. The emptiness she felt the first time she arrived here at this moment stunned her. Was this how those people felt? The people walking down the streets and into parlors; those ant-like people; easy to crush under a faintest touch. As the trees shifted outside the window and the raindrops gracefully danced down the windowpanes, she realized that maybe to be in places like this, it was better to be an ant.

“That… makes sense.” “Also,” Anton continued, adjusting his tiny sash, “never underestimate the psychological warfare of synchronized marching. Ants have mastered it. Intimidates even the most battle-hardened squirrels.” Alpha Khy stood a few steps behind them, frozen mid-sip of his tea. His golden eyes flicked from Anton to the board to Edric, like he couldn’t quite believe this was real. A war strategy lesson. From an ant. And his king was taking notes. Khy finally leaned over and whispered to Edric, “...He’s actually good.”

But at this moment, he suddenly felt an itch on the back of his hand as if there was something crawling on it. Jonas looked down only to find that it was a red fire ant that had silently climbed up the back of his hand! Fuck, this thing was too scary! Jonas had a conditioned reflex, and he slapped the ant to the ground immediately. He thought that this was just a small incident, but who would have guessed that more and more ants would come out from the trees above his head and the bushes around his feet? It began from a few dozen at the beginning to tens of thousands of ants!

Hell ya. Stupid fucking ants, just working their whole stupid lives, day in and day out, with no true sense of what is real. They have no idea how easy it would be to just snuff them out. One bullet to the head and all their mediocre little worries would be gone in a flash. Boom. Boom. Boom.

And lastly, a pair of compound eyes were covered in a thin membrane to help him see better under and over the ground. David had mixed feelings towards the little critter. On one hand, he was happy that his experiment was a success, now he had a more viable option with almost no drawbacks. But on the other, it was the creepiest thing he set his eyes. Antonella was one of his best discoveries, he wasn't going to lie, but David kind of wanted to never obtain one of those winged ants. The little worm detected that his master was regretful, so it was trying to impress David to change his mind. "You're near the deposit. Ants, worms, and Antonella try to extract the copper. The rest, defend your br

"Is he aware of the damage he is causing when he hunts?" "What damage?" "To families, to the nature of things?" “Are you from PETA?” she asked as she slid a mug of tea to me. “No.” I didn’t even know what that was. She shrugged. "Animals don’t have feelings. They were set on this earth for us to do as we please.” "Yes, they do. Imagine if I – If I shot Fern just because I want to stuff her up and put her on my wall. How would you feel?"

Charles said. “Why not?” Jill asked. “Do panda ants not have stingers?” Charles looked down and took a deep breath before looking Jill and Dylan in the eye to answer them. “The male panda ants don’t have stingers. Coral slipped and pushed a few extra buttons before hitting the right one.” Charles answered.