Redhawk Caldera of fine little friends you have made

ooc: cool with me! And thank you for rescuing this one - otherwise it got lonely, sitting at the bottom of the forum for three weeks.

The wind lost interest in the leaf eventually and much to Peter's joy, it dropped on the ground. With a little pounce, he pressed the flat object to the ground with his forepaws, leaned down to sniff it and then looked around to see, if anyone had seen his little victory. 

Someone had, indeed. Though the little boy was quite slow to grasp other things, spotting Ferret had become one of his special sense. He also knew, what would happen, if he let his brother come too near - the memory of, what had happened the last time, still vivid. Therefore he grabbed the leaf and made a head start.