Stefan Bucher's Daily Monster #177

From Stefan's Blog:

Is there quiet, methodical menace at work here? Body parts adapted to the task over millennia of selective adaptation? Or is it just extreme foreshortening that makes one worry about 177's intentions? What animus drives this one? Instinct or job? Is something actually driving it? Or is 177 simply meditating on a cozy branch?

While we're at it, is that a branch at all? Or maybe a separate organism? Or a group of organisms working together? All those little shapes? Merely bark? Hmm. I can't wait to see what you make of it all. If you can eek out a few minutes, will you please...