OMG, I nearly forgot! Darn this dayjob, sucking up all my time and brain power! But here it is, the moment when my cuddly, adorable, food-obsessed weresquirrel lets out the warrior squirrel within.
“You think you can take me, rodent?”
Rodent! Why, that swamp-wading, mulch eating, four-legged shag rug! How dare he say something so rude? Sure, Nathan and his cousins had been known to use the word on each other, purely joking, but it was a totally different thing when someone who wasn’t a weresquirrel used it. If he hadn’t already been planning to take Jude on over Vince, this would have pushed him over the edge.
Nathan grinned, a fierce grin, worthy of a meat-eater. “Don’t worry, Jude, I promise not to hurt you. Much.” He shushed Vince, who was trying to stop him, but Jude wasn’t a predator, just a cranky old moose with bad manners. And a cornered squirrel was a deadly squirrel.