Yay! Another chapter! …….It's only been 2 years. …..Well, sorry for the LONG LONG wait. I'm going to try to work on this story more until it is finished. The chapter is very short but it is just the style of this particular story. So please excuse that.
Anyways, enjoy!
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The tree was ruined. Absolutely ruined… When the mammoth had eaten from it; he destroyed many of its branches. Not to mention a deep gash in the trunk that practically split in two where the mammoth had sharpened his tusks. The tree would need a long time to recover and would not grow any acorns for months or even die. But what was worse, acorns lay on the ground in the dirt. Though there were more in the tree, the thought of his acorns lying there on the cold hard Earth filled him with sadness. And what's more, the tree would not likely make it.
Scrat began to gather the fallen acorns in his paws and think of a way to fix his tree when some chirping and bickering caught his attention. Scrat's jaw dropped when he saw that Etwa was fighting with another female squirrel.
But this was no ordinary female squirrel. When the fight calmed down enough for him to get a look at her, Scrat practically fainted in awe and delight.
Her eyes were a light blue rimmed by long black lashes. And she had a dashing brown pelt that shined in the sun compared to Etwa's washed out orange coat. (bit of a Mary Sue description *rolls eyes*) Scrat decided to name the female Scratte. It fit, perhaps since he was lacking creativity at the moment just trying to take in what a gorgeous squirrel she was.
In the midst of the fight, the Scratte grabbed the nut from Etwa. She spread two folds of skin out from under her belly to glide to the nearest tree.
Etwa growled and ran to catch up with her.
Only then did the male squirrel come out of his daze. Now both females were gone and all he had to look at was his destroyed acorn tree!
He screamed in horror when the memory the huge packyderm again filled his mind.
In a mad dash, he sprinted faster than he had ever gone before, to the two females… and the walnut that had caused their conflict….. squeaking and panting all the way.