Squirrel Oc Novels & Stories

Maybe because their nosy asses are too busy getting into sh*t . That reminds me of the coded message Mancini intercepted the night before from the Cali wives to our women. I'd been sidetracked by the little surprise he'd sprung on us afterward. Asshole has a three-story garage with bikes, cars, trucks, and even a few speed boats. Sun, surf, and the wheels of a Ducati Panigale twenty-fifth anniversary edition under me sh*t yeah. But I have more pressing sh*t to deal with.

It's been years, and yet, my heart remembers Adam. Suddenly I'm panicking, my eyes darting around for a way of escaping from this trap. I want to see him; no, I need to see him!" There is a three-eyed squirrel behind me, one of those evil-looking troublemakers. Its eyes lock on mine, and I swallow, suddenly remembering why no one walks to the lake without a gun. "Hello there," I wave at the mutated animal, smiling when it unleashes its furious battle-cry. "Guess we aren't friends, huh?"

"I'm kidding, Mama. A squirrel's lifespan is around 5-10 years. Unless, it's trapped in ice like in the Ice Age movie." Before her parents could protest again, Sky quickly grabbed their hands. "Mama, Papa, let's approach the squirrel. I want to observe it closely. Who knows, it might be a new species! My name could be recorded in history." Alice and Edmund could only obey. Throughout the day, they kept laughing and being happy. Sky's voice never failed to tickle their hearts.

I picked it up, wondering where it suddenly came from. I looked around me and I did not see any acorn trees in my immediate vicinity. Or maybe I just didn't pay enough attention in nature class. I turned around just in time to see a furious squirrel launching itself at me. I easily brushed it off me and sent it flying sideways. It landed in the dirt about three feet from me. It got up quickly screaming bloody murder at me with its squeaking squirrel sounds. It was hoping in a livid circle around me probably reigning curses at me, and I seriously wondered why.

The morning air felt heavy against her lungs, frost hung from each leaf and stem of grass as the first signs of winter began to show. She was once again at her lookout spot, high in the hills with the perfect view of each part of the territory. She could see everything. One of the advantages of being a daughter of an Alpha brought particular gifts to her genome. She could read thermal signatures with her eyes by summoning her beast forward. Through rust coloured eyes she could see her pack mates in and around the pack clearing, the wolves on patrol, she could even see lesser animals, prey, as they wandered through the woods.

I screamed in fear. Even more surprisingly, one of them started to speak. Genuinely speaking in human language. "Oh, come on, don't call us squirrels! That name is so tacky. That's just a human term for rodents who like to eat nuts. But we are different!" "Then what creatures are you guys?" "Yeah, call us neighbors? Because we live not far from here." The squirrel actually smiled broadly. "My name is Roka!" "I'm Moka!" "And I'm Koka!"