Momma knows best

She nodded, feeling a small wave of relief. "Oh good. I wouldn't want to see such a nice tree damaged." She commented with a small smile. Malila truly was the caring type. She hated to see anything living suffer, be it plant or animal. With great detail she had watched how her mother so carefully stripped the bark away, trying to note the exact thickness of the layer she had removed. When offered to try it for herself, her dual toned eyes lit up. "Yeah of course!" She chirped. Scampering up beside her tawny mom, Malila copied her. She stood up to place her front paws against the trunk, inching her muzzle forward. Delicately, with her small teeth, she grasped onto a loose layer of bark. Side eyeing Speedy as if asking she was executing the technique properly, she pulled.