Ears-twitching, the squirrel darts away.
The squirrel fluffy tail waves in the wind.
The squirrel small-scale legs rapidly carry
it far away.
It’s claws scrapes the bark that has fallen
on the ground.
It frantically searches for a place to
burry it’s nuts.
frozen in fear, a bush rustles as it digs.
The bitter wind ripples over it’s crimson
fur, hoping to survive the night.