Chugging away at the squirrel story, and introducing some new wereanimals. Two of whom are a pair of mischievous red pandas who cause havoc during Nathan and Vince’s idyllic afternoon at the campground.
Outside the tent, two small animals rolled around in the dirt, sqeaking and pouncing wildly upon each other. The looked like a cross between a fox and raccoon, rich reddish-brown fur with a bandit’s mask and a fluffy striped tail.
Vince sat down to watch and laughed. “They’re adorable.”
“They ruined our lunch,” Nathan said gloomily. The grill had been knocked off the stones holding it up, and the burgers had been chewed on, then stomped into the ground.
“There’s a dozen in the box. We can put more on.” Vince inched toward the picnic table. “I wonder if they’d let us feed them?”
“I don’t think that’ll be a problem.” Nathan sighed, and watched his plan to slowly introduce Vince to some of the less crazy shifters fade away into the distance. “Devon and Hunter, get your furry butts over here.”