It was an accident.
He misjudged.
It was not intentional.
But that did not matter.
Her fury was instant.
She attacked without hesitation.
All he could do was hide.
Even that did not save him.
She knew his safe spot.
She waited until it was no longer hidden.
Then when her fury was abated
And he had been punished
Did she calm down again.
Waiting until the next time.
The next time he made a mistake.
Saturn's Premier Poet 