FOR REAL?

West was going to either pass out or climb the walls in excitement. Eventually. For now he shot his hand up. One. And then the other. And then back to the one. He sat on his second had so that it wouldn't shoot up again too.

FLESHEATINGPLANTSWASWHATHETHOUGHTHERBOLOGYWASALLAB OUT!

"Maybe they need their teeth for... for territorial displays! Like then they can go RAWR THATS MY CENTAUR, NO that's MY Centaur! Oh your teeth are BIG AND SHINY, I guess it IS your CENTAUR." Pause. "If they eat Centaurs that is. I don't know if they do." He was about to lower his hand when he realised he wasn't done yet and stretched it up higher. "So do they use like natural stuff? Like chewing on a bit of bark or something? Or at least something like that before wizards were around to help? Maybe trees what eat flesh would laugh at other flesh eating trees if their teeth were broken or uncool? I mean, MAYBE its a STATUS symbol in their treeish society!"

Okay. This time he put his hand down. And sat on that one too.

NOCLASSWOULDEVERBEATTHISONE, West was sure.