Secret Woodlands Treetop nuisance

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Random event: Ainashi, you come across a squirrel that’s been startled out of its torpor.

 

The pale ghost moved through the still white forest though they doubted it would stay pure for much longer. The signs were everywhere from the change in weather to small snowdrops shooting from the cold soil. But not only that, yet another thing painfully announced the coming of spring. It could not be called a stench though they were starting to wish such was the case. Instead, the perfumed scent left everywhere, on every tree and in every inch of the den his skin crawl. It was maddening and they hated it. They were safe, they had a home again. And even if the king was no more they needed to get their life back together need to be as strong as they could. They had to, they would not fail a second time.

As something passed just above his right ear he flinched looking around surprised lips pulling back into a snarl until he realized he was all alone.

As they straightened up they huffed and shook their head they sighed only to feel something bump against his skull. Spinning around snarling he looked around, What the fuck was going on? Poor Zilas still seeing ghosts IT teased as he snarled only to catch the sound of something rustling above and another pinecone half falling dangerously close to his muzzle. Looking up they saw the sinner, A small squirrel rustled around in the branches above them.

letting out an irritated snarl they lifted their front legs from the ground and placed them aginst the tree trunk stretching up towards the branches while fighting to keep their balance. Snarling the Let out a bark, the small animal squeaking as it rapidly moved around the branches before another cone came falling into their face.

Trying to move while binge on his hind legs proved a bad idea as he tumbled backwards onto his back with a surprised yelp.

"Talking" IT.

Wandering along the borders, Rayne had kept towards the outside of the lands so to not have the smell that had been permeating the air since spring had started stuck in his nostrils the entire time. Though he considered himself to be getting too old for that sort of thing, it still didn't mean it didn't get to him at some point. But his attention on the borders was drawn else where, when he heard a snarl -but not from beyond them but from within. But then he heard a yelp and instantly grew worried. Was someone getting attacked? 
 
Rushing towards the source of the sound, Rayne just hoped it wasn't what he was thinking and that someone was just voicing anger over something else. Yet as he arrived, it was only to see a new face sitting on their rump, looking somewhat surprised as a few pinecones sat around him, the faint chattering of a squirrel growing fainter until it vanished completely.   

"Get into a fight with a squirrel did you?" Relief overcame Rayne as he chuckled lightly. It was good it appeared to just be a nuisance in the treetops instead of one on the ground.