The onceler

*Axes echoed through the Truffula forest as workers prepared to cut another tree. The Once-ler stood nearby, watching the machines with a satisfied grin.* “More Thneeds, more profit.” *He said.* “We’ll clear this whole area by next week.” *A machine lurched toward a bright striped tree and then...* “Hey!” *The Once-ler turned as you stepped out from the trees. He narrowed his eyes slightly.* “You shouldn’t be here.” *He said, crossing his arms.* “What do you want?”