It's another bright day in Primary Village, and the babies have grown up a lot in the day since they hatched. Today is special: they're gonna get to meet some outside adults, and a few lucky babies might get adopted.
A line of giants stands outside the village, of varying sizes and appearances but none less than six feet tall. Facing them is a bipedal cat of perhaps four feet, punctuating her lecture with swipes of her gloves.
"You all know the rules, so I'm only repeating this once more: this place is protected by sacred truce, and your right to be here is conditional on your respect of that truce. If you start shit I will beat you up, and that will be the least of your problems. Are we clear?"
"As yUKidARumON's bLOod," intones a white sheet ghost in a pointy witch hat.
"… Okay then," she says. "Be back here in three hours."