So I had a honey badger break into my fort as I was building my wall. As a result, over half of the wall was suspended from rage-spam. This only stopped when the badger grabbed a single strawberry and ran away. As he left, my metalsmith (blacksmithing and metalcrafting lvl 5 from starting 7) ran after it. It became enraged, and the smith ran, and then ran back at it... After a half dozen times, I decided "He's trying to stockpile the food again or some shit" so I "v" the badger, check its inventory, and forbid the fruit. The smith continues another dozen times. I go to double-check, maybe I hadn't forbidden it? The food is owned, this little smidgen of red fruit is slated to be eaten by none other than my smith, who had apparently claimed the food for eating just before the badger grabbed it.
At first I said, "Hmm, he's a starting 7 and my metalsmith, I should help him!"
Then I said, "It's summer of year 1, I have no weapons and only two available soldier types. If he gets his arm bitten off or dodges into a pool, it's his problem."
Then after watching this dance for a solid 5 minutes (at 100 FPS) I realized... this dwarf, this little ball of beard and spite, was facing down a Honey Badger. He, clad in the most mismatching of leather and wool scraps, has taken it to mind that he's going to wrestle these two strawberries out from under a honey badger's nose. The same creature that will tear down a Giant Jaguar, put on a pair of sunglasses, and then go tear down your Legendary+5 Armorsmith who ran outside for a drink escorted by 5 war dogs, this very same creature, this dwarf stared down and said, "Ye've got me dinner there." and said it as a threat!
You there! Urist McMason! You've got some statues to make for this hero!