Flower bounced through the forest with his nose held high in the air, the owl had just told him about twitterpatting and his mind was racing about it. Bambi and Thumper were walking briskly in front of him; they didn’t seem to be concerned about what the owl had told them. Flower wondered if finding a mate would affect their relationship with each other, he didn’t want to lose either of the two especially considering they’d been friends since they were babies.
Flower thoughts were interrupted as the bushes beside him rustled loudly, he jumped and stared at them with suspicion. Something was looking at from behind the plant, “it could be a predator!” The skunk thought. His mother had warned him about bears, Foxes and other animals that would love to gobble him up, he shivered in fear as all the fears ingrained deep inside of him came flooding back up. The poor skunk wanted to run away but he had to investigate further, if he didn’t someone could get hurt.
Does he investigate?
