Alpine Lake for merely dreaming we were snow

The boy’s ears twitched, the chipmunk continuing the incessant chatter. It shut up when he shifted, clinging to the fur of his shoulder as he hauled his body onto its stomach instead of its side.

The rodent climbed up his neck onto his head, a fact he was not at all happy about. He let out a hoarse noise of protest, wheezing and raspy, which the chipmunk soundly ignored. It tugged sharply at his shorter head fur.

Sable, accustomed now to its demands, hauled his body to his feet, though he swooped his head low with a mean-tinged smirk. The chipmunk squealed again, before launching into a squeaking tirade only it could understand, while Sable laughed silently.