Beatrix stopped in her tracks when she heard the screeching hawk. Well, it certainly didn’t talk but…the girl looked back at the frantic squirrels that definitely wanted her to go the other way. The squirrels had gotten her into this mess, and it scared her to think they would keep her in here or something worse. She bit her lip and tugged on the hem of her tunic top. Maybe it would be better to go another way? So she looked up and started to follow the bird instead.
”No no no! Follow me! Follow me!” the squirrel squeaked, chasing her. Then another joined it. Then another. And another. And another. Until suddenly a horde of talking squirrels were chasing Bea. She shrieked and tried to run faster. “Go away! I don’t want to follow you anymore!” she shouted at them.
Remi
”No no no! Follow me! Follow me!” the squirrel squeaked, chasing her. Then another joined it. Then another. And another. And another. Until suddenly a horde of talking squirrels were chasing Bea. She shrieked and tried to run faster. “Go away! I don’t want to follow you anymore!” she shouted at them.
Remi
