Sleepy Fox Hollow we don't know what we're doing, but we're standing proud

The boy’s heart hammered just moments before he glanced down to mother’s paw and watched as she released the squirming little creature from her grip. It hesitated for only a moment before it understood that it was no longer being held there. Once this realization dawned, the vole began to scurry as swiftly as its tiny legs would carry it.

Emmerich was caught by surprise. The boy jolted back, ears pricked to a point, and watched the little animal scramble to flee. When he realized that he would need to chase it, the boy lowered his head toward the ground and bounced toward the vole. It hurried away from him, squeaking fearfully in the face of the boyish threat that loomed over it. Emmerich was not about to be deterred by such a tiny foe.

Barking, the boy jumped after the vole. He tried to pin the creature with his massive paw, but he did not have the coordination to manage such a feat. All the while, the vole tried to find a hole in the ground where it might disappear.