Wapun Meadow Fluttermice

Outlaw's brow raised in confusion as the little thing, which seemed to be a strange squirrel, flew and flapped around in crazy motions in the air. A bird squirrel? Outlaw had never seen anything like it. It made a few more high pitched noises, squeaky chattering. The little thing checked out it's tail, which was fine. He sighed, followed by a chuckle at the creature's strange movements. "Please don't sit on my head." He said, unaware that just like him, the little bat could not understand him.