
A small mass of black-and-white fur came sprinting out of the forest, jumping up on Atiya's back; his hair was sticking straight out from his body and he looked extremely frightened of something. "What is it, Demo? You need me to check something out, little buddy?" The squirrel buried himself in Atiya's mane and nodded. Atiya stepped forward into the brush, listening intently. It could be anything.