Beatrix chased the squirrel through the maze, joyously ignorant of the trouble she was getting herself into. A couple of times on the straight-aways she got herself going a bit too quickly and ran right into the sides of the maze, unable to stop herself fast enough. The squirrel would pause and wait for her before scurrying on. “Hey where are we going?” Bea called out to it, her breath a little ragged from running so long like this.
”Follow me follow me! the squirrel would shriek back, continuing forward.
Was that all it knew how to say? Yes, no, and follow me? Well that wasn’t very helpful. It was still a talking squirrel though and she still wanted to see where it led, not yet aware just how lost she was getting in the maze.
Remi
”Follow me follow me! the squirrel would shriek back, continuing forward.
Was that all it knew how to say? Yes, no, and follow me? Well that wasn’t very helpful. It was still a talking squirrel though and she still wanted to see where it led, not yet aware just how lost she was getting in the maze.
Remi
