Create a safe and appropriate image from the story: Veto hefted the last heavy tomb into place, feeling some sweat on his brow as he let out a sigh that, despite his best efforts, turned into a bit of a hoot. He stiffened, cheeks coloring as he turned around to look at the book clerk who'd asked him over to help with shelving. A warm chuckle greeted him as the Elephant gave his trunk a slight sway. "No need to be embarrassed, if any of my forms isn't surprised by random noises it's this one. " He made a light trumpeting sound, which caused his belly to jiggle somewhat. "Thanks for helping me out by the way, while it's easier to reach the taller shelves like this. " The tip of his trunk made a gentle pinching motion. "Only having one grasping limb slows things down a lot. " "Oh no problem!" Veto grinned a bit, taking a moment to pull his shirt down over his tummy where it'd become untucked when he'd reached up, pushing down the downy feathers and doughy chub underneath. "Happy to help. " "Still, I appreciate it, I'll have to reward you. How's tea in the book nook sound? I have that new shortbread you like. " The tufts on either side of the owl's head perked slightly. "Shortbread you say...well you're pulling my arm, but you know what, that sounds nice. " He laughed. "Perfect! I just have to finish up my box, and I'll meet you there. " He pointed his trunk to the box behind him where only four or five more books lay. With that he turned around. Veto gulped. A lot of Caudle's Mehr sehen