Neverwinter Forest Fear not, I'm here

last post for me, you two can can continue

Twitch ducked as the small falcon swooped toward him, swiping his paw at her in utter annoyance. She was to him little more than an overgrown fly, and if she strayed too close again he would show her the agility and fierceness of the weasel. But before he could prepare to retaliate, the squirrel returned to the top of its branched and brandished his pink stick at the bird. Now the squirrel was distracted, not paying as much attention to the 'false squirrel'. Twitch leaned back on his haunches, preparing to pounce... and then slumped with an exasperated sigh.

So what if he could get the squirrel, he'd then have to contend with this winged pestilence of a bird. Feeling that this prey was no longer worth the effort, he turned and made a quick retreat back down the tree, slipping into the snow like a furred snake and burrowing out of sight. Somewhere out there was a quicker, easier meal.