Sawtooth Spire tangerine twist

anyone!

It was mid afternoon and the fox was, as usual, entertaining himself. What he found was a chipmunk, who had excavated a series of holes around the base of a tree and its thick, lifted roots. He watched the creature scamper from the nearby woods to one of the holes with its cheeks rounded out with nuts, and quietly sneaked over.

He stuck his nose into the hole and breathed in, taking in the scent of the striped rodent. He proceeded to paw at the dirt, widening the entrance, but was distracted when the chipmunk's head reappeared in another hole. He pounced over to that hole and the chipmunk darted back in. His tail waved in the air as he resumed digging, only to see the rodent reappear yet again in the first hole.

This pattern repeated itself several times over, before Three decided he needed a new game and stole away into some nearby ferns. He laid down, and watched in silence. Soon, he saw that familiar head poke out. "Seeing you!" He called softly, and the head disappeared. This elicited a giggle from the boy, as he waited to see where the creature would pop out next.