Moonspear i thought i needed a hug, but i really just needed pancakes

“Yer sticks, eh?” The elder mused. That was serious business! Why Acrux needed sticks, the man did not know - but the reason mattered not. Njord would have his back.

Then, suddenly, the daft rodent launched a missile right at them!

Maybe a better teacher would have advised a more peaceful solution, like suggesting the squirrel needed sticks to build its winter nest. However, Njord was a rough-edged man. Tenderhearted, yes, but a man all the same.

“Oi, Cuir stad!” He jeered at the squirrel.

It certainly picked a dangerous fight. Njord coiled and sprang into the air, teeth aimed for the low branch.