Whomp
September 2nd, 1989
"Woah! What is that?" Jo asked when she saw the huge tree in the light of day.
"That is the Whomping Willow! My sister's told me about this tree. It's a cousin to a Weeping Willow only instead of weeping, it whomps. Apparently it's vicious."
"How so?"
"Apparently, it whomps birds that try to perch on it, squirrels that try to climb it, anything that tries to get near it."
"Whomps?"
"Like how the Mauling Myrle mauls, the Whomping willow, whomps." As testament to this, the willow chose that moment to send a heavy branch crashing to the ground at something they couldn't see.
