Neverwinter Forest Fear not, I'm here

The squirrel claimed to have been told there were many predators afoot, but that he had not seen one. To this, the weasel snorted. Yeah, he hasn't seen one because he thinks they're all funny lookin' squirrels, thought Twitch, who was beginning to think this meal might be too much work to be worth it as he watched the squirrel retreat higher into the tree. If he could have gotten the fool on the ground it would stand no chance to outmanoeuvre him and he would be feasting before he knew. But now he was having to work for it.

With a grumble, he jumped onto the tree trunk and started making his way up, his long sharp claws making audible scratching noises as they gripped into the bark. When he reached the branch the squirrel was sitting on he remained clinging to the trunk. Hatching a new plan, he shrieked and started pointing wildly. "Look! LOOK!" He was hoping the squirrel would turn his back to see what all the fuss was about, and then he would pounce.