Lost Creek Hollow "what did the fish say..."

up to you!  i'm open to whatever. :)

As he snapped yet another limb short of actually doing any real damage, Mordecai heard Ilya's voice carry to him.  Above it however was the chittering of the beavers that were beginning to amass on the dam above he and Luke.  He left her statement to linger, though his tail gave an amused wag as he grasped a stick that had a little more give to it.  Perhaps a newer addition or repair to the dam, Mordecai had no idea whether or not he could free it easily.  He wheedled back with it, pulling it along until it caught on something else.  He tugged at it, but it would not come any further.

From the few steps he had taken back with the long limb, it also gave him a chance to survey the rowdy group of aquatic rodents that were chattering at them.  He eyed them cautiously as he gnawed at the branch, almost inclined to drop his current task to give them chase.  But chances were they'd have him figured out along before he could clear the bank and surge atop their veritable fortress to give chase.  Provided that they would give in to let him chase them that was — the beavers were just as likely to come dropping down on them once they pieced together what sort of damage the duo of wolves were doing to their home.

"Just let us know if they're about to drop on us," Mordecai said through a mouthful of wood.  His hold on the branch turned sharply into jerking and pulling, as his intent was to free the longer piece he had discovered.  He thought that if he could just get this one loose... maybe others would follow.