06-28-2015, 06:50 PM
so you wanna play with magic?
Well, she certainly hadn't counted on this.
Not that it necessarily distresses her to see the larger squirrel bearing down on her. Not that it even distresses her to see the larger squirrel moving in and pouncing on her. She doesn't have much concept of danger, and a large squirrel like this is simply no exception. There is nothing it could do to harm her; she could freeze and rewind time, teleport herself away, do any of an almost limitless variety of things to make sure that she stayed safe. But that just doesn’t seem sporting here, and so she'll need to respond in a more normal, more squirrelish way (not that there is really a "squirrelish" way to respond to being pounced on by a five foot high, fifteen foot long squirrel, being as that is absolutely not something that happens in nature). Luckily, she's smaller, which in this case gives her the advantage of speed and agility.
She tucks the acorn in between her teeth and leaps out from underneath the dive. She lands lithely on the ground, balancing herself easily after the jump. She skitters up the trunk of the tree some 25 feet, moving as fast as squirrels tend to move, zigzagging so his overly large paws can't squish her. She's counting on the fact that she's smaller and far more limber than he is. Squirrels of his enormous size are simply not meant to exist; she can only assume they are also not meant to climb trees, and that some of his movements may be a little more awkward and ungainly due to size imbalances with his muscles and limbs.
She takes the nut out, holding it neatly between her two paws, but doesn't take a bite. "You wish." she chirps in perfect squirrel, mimicking his language exactly. She isn't sure whether he's speaking horse-squirrel, or just squirrel, but she understands him well enough and can only assume that means he can understand her as well.
"It's really rude, you know, stealing food." she chides him from up on her branch. If he tries to come closer, she'll simply scamper further up in the branches. Luckily for her, this is really quite a tall tree. "I earned this dinner fair and square."
She's quite certain this is no natural squirrel. If the size weren't a dead giveaway she'd have been able to tell it easily enough from the magic. No normal squirrel feels like this. And if all of that hadn't been enough, there's the way that he speaks. As she had just learned, most squirrels don't really do the whole language thing.
A thought occurs to her, and she scampers to the branch above her, making a conveniently placed acorn grow incredibly giant as she does so. It's a good thirty feet off the ground, easily the size of Nish's squirrel head. How the tree can even hold it is something of a mystery. "And besides, my acorn wouldn't do much for you anyway." she says, perched just above this incredibly large acorn, her tiny (normal sized) one still in her hands.
"I think this is more your speed." and with a gentle kick she sends the giant acorn tumbling through empty air, thirty feet directly above Nish's head.
Not that it necessarily distresses her to see the larger squirrel bearing down on her. Not that it even distresses her to see the larger squirrel moving in and pouncing on her. She doesn't have much concept of danger, and a large squirrel like this is simply no exception. There is nothing it could do to harm her; she could freeze and rewind time, teleport herself away, do any of an almost limitless variety of things to make sure that she stayed safe. But that just doesn’t seem sporting here, and so she'll need to respond in a more normal, more squirrelish way (not that there is really a "squirrelish" way to respond to being pounced on by a five foot high, fifteen foot long squirrel, being as that is absolutely not something that happens in nature). Luckily, she's smaller, which in this case gives her the advantage of speed and agility.
She tucks the acorn in between her teeth and leaps out from underneath the dive. She lands lithely on the ground, balancing herself easily after the jump. She skitters up the trunk of the tree some 25 feet, moving as fast as squirrels tend to move, zigzagging so his overly large paws can't squish her. She's counting on the fact that she's smaller and far more limber than he is. Squirrels of his enormous size are simply not meant to exist; she can only assume they are also not meant to climb trees, and that some of his movements may be a little more awkward and ungainly due to size imbalances with his muscles and limbs.
She takes the nut out, holding it neatly between her two paws, but doesn't take a bite. "You wish." she chirps in perfect squirrel, mimicking his language exactly. She isn't sure whether he's speaking horse-squirrel, or just squirrel, but she understands him well enough and can only assume that means he can understand her as well.
"It's really rude, you know, stealing food." she chides him from up on her branch. If he tries to come closer, she'll simply scamper further up in the branches. Luckily for her, this is really quite a tall tree. "I earned this dinner fair and square."
She's quite certain this is no natural squirrel. If the size weren't a dead giveaway she'd have been able to tell it easily enough from the magic. No normal squirrel feels like this. And if all of that hadn't been enough, there's the way that he speaks. As she had just learned, most squirrels don't really do the whole language thing.
A thought occurs to her, and she scampers to the branch above her, making a conveniently placed acorn grow incredibly giant as she does so. It's a good thirty feet off the ground, easily the size of Nish's squirrel head. How the tree can even hold it is something of a mystery. "And besides, my acorn wouldn't do much for you anyway." she says, perched just above this incredibly large acorn, her tiny (normal sized) one still in her hands.
"I think this is more your speed." and with a gentle kick she sends the giant acorn tumbling through empty air, thirty feet directly above Nish's head.
CAMRYNN
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