Wild Fauna

The trail oddly ends at the base of a tree. Confused, she sniffs around the area, but the scent just seems to have up and disappeared. Up? A bewildered expression crosses her face as she glances upward. In a tree limb not too far above, sits the bright red fox. Rain sets down with a tilt to her head feeling like her mind is a bit scattered and questions herself, "What kind of creature is a fox if it can climb? Does that really make you a kind of squirrel?" She had thought the tall tale of a fox looking like a squirrel to be just a tale after seeing a fox, but the sight before her is starting to prove it to be more than just a mere tall tale. Maybe it wasn't their appearance that made them look like squirrels but the way they acted.

She flicks an ear, thinking the whole thing through. It doesn't look like a squirrel, but it climbs a tree like a squirrel. So it is a squirrel? This whole situation really has her dumbfounded. "Are you some sort of squirrel?" She calls out to the fox creature.