It was only a few hours after dawn had broken in MossFlower. Out a ways into the woods nearby one of the main paths into town a grey squirrel was frantically bustling about. He sniffed along roots inspecting the ground around them and began digging. After discovering nothing he would bolt to a new spot to repeat the sequence. Even when it appeared he had found something he would put it back and continue his hurried search. "Why oh why did I sleep in today? I have to find it." Brigs muttered to himself. "Have to find it..."
