Giddy ...Up

Trees communicate underground through vast fungal networks, trading nutrients and chemical warnings like a slow biological internet—but nobody knows what the tiger heard. It stopped beneath an ancient cedar, lowered its head, and stared at a single blade of grass. Under a microscope, that grass would have an edge lined with microscopic structures capable of irritating skin, yet to the tiger it was simply a boundary. The forest went silent. For three minutes, an animal powerful enough to drag prey twice its weight studied something that couldn't fight back. Then the grass bent in the wind. The tiger stepped backward. Somewhere beneath its paws, the trees exchanged carbon, minerals, and warnings. Whether they warned the tiger about the grass is science fiction. The strange part is that the underground conversation isn't. https://link.amazon/B03UhYUXr