Chapter Two: The squirrel thief
The squirrel didn't have to decide how to approach them, he just had the approach them as he would anybeast, minus the added accent. "Hello, what are your names? I'm Morey." he held out his paw.
The badger shook it, he didn't even have to stand up for he was quite taller then the squirrel, seemingly close to his age, "I'm Kendall."
The hare raised a paw from where he was sitting, "Pascal."
"Ah, a hare." said Morey, not caring if it was called a hare or really called a badger. Rapport hadn't told him and he immediately assumed his guess to be correct, "We rarely see them around these parts." In truth, the squirrel had never seen one before, but that was what Rapport had said, and the rat always double-checked things.
"Pascal and me are from Salamandastron, do you want to join us for lunch?"
How could the squirrel refuse? The grinning squirrel sat down next to the badger, "What would you be eating?"
"Oh, some bread. Some cheese. We have some cordial. How far is water from here?"
"Oh, not far, not far." Water wasn't. Food was. The squirrel hadn't seen food in days. The food was out and the squirrel snatched his with such haste the hare could only stare in amazement, "Look at the little food-snatchin' squirrely character. I say, I've never seen a beast snatch food that quick in all m' blinkin' life!"
"You should see yourself eating sometime, Pascal. You're twice as fast when it comes to that." spoke Kendall, smiling.
"Hah, I don't scoff half as fast as that blinkin' squirrel chap." argued the hare, grinning.
The squirrel had finished his, so he ate the hare's meal as both argued and utterly ignored hi. The squirrel finished the hare's meal in record time, and began on Kendall's. The food was shoved down his mouth and swallowed in record time, he found it strangely harder to finish the badger's meal, perhaps it was because he was getting full, whatever the case, he felt strangely content.
The badger looked over to where the squirrel was, "Your right, Pasc. You don't scoff half as fast." said the badger, totally in awe at the squirrel's abilities as Morey finished the last bit of cheese.
"You scoffed our blinkin' tucker!" cried the hare in dismay.
"Ah. Thanks, gotta run. Got more, don'tcha? Ah. Spot on ol' chap, jolly good, wot wot?" he spoke these words with a strange smile on his face, then walked away. He hadn't meant to eat all, he sighed, a bit frustrated.
The badger didn't do anything to stop him, he was still comprehending how the squirrel could have eaten the food so quickly. "How could he?" muttered the badger, now not questioning how the squirrel did it, but more how could he do such a thing to two creatures who had offered him food so kindly. He wold learn much on his journey, of that he was sure.
"I always thought us hares were the best blinkin' scoffers in the woods. Hey, Kendy, I don't want you complainin' 'bout how I scoff all the blinkin' tucker."
The squirrel trudged off to make his report.