“Are those sails? I think they are!” Chipmunk gathered herself for the run to the beach. “They’re here! They’re here!”
Changing Tide
Tag: chipmunk
Ancient History
“I remember the old days,” Chipmunk’s brow knitted together growing furrows, “the bad days. Back when it was fur against fowl and paw put to claw with no reconciliation. No, not till speech came to the reptiles.”
Life Quality
“What I lack in character,” Uinta Chipmunk explained to his co-conspirator, “is quickly overcome by my lack of cash.”
Dark Times
“I remember the old days,” Chipmunk’s brow knitted together growing furrows, “the bad days. Back when it was fur against fowl and paw put to claw with no reconciliation. No, not till speech came to the reptiles.”
Frenemies?
“You’re a jerk!” Turkey finally spat out, but Chipmunk simply shrugged it off and scampered on his way.
Change of Tide
Little did Chipmunk know, watching the boats pull onto the beach, that her world would be forever changed.
