The gentle breeze ruffled the leaves on the trees nearby, the foliage rubbing together making a gentle shiff sound. The soft gusts of wind blew by, caressing your cheeks and lifting single strands of hair up into your face. A faint smile tugged at your lips as you felt the fibers brushing against your skin. You kept your eyes closed, relishing in the feeling of being with nature.

Then, a dog barked.

Your eyes snapped open and all feelings of relaxation were gone. Someone's dog was chasing a squirrel across the park. You watched as the little bushy-tailed animal scurried up a tree to escape the dog. You sighed and closed your eyes again.

After that, you decided you might as well just head back home. The park was too busy for relaxation. You set your bag down by the door, starting to move further into your house. It was when you heard a small ruffling sound that you stopped.

Your brows pulled together as you turned around, searching for the location of the noise. You heard it again, quickly realizing it was coming from your bag. Your feet moved quietly across the floor as you slinked over to your bag, grabbing the zipper. Ever so gently, you pulled it, unzipping the bag. You stared at the opening, waiting. Then, out of nowhere, something leaped from your bag, scurrying across the floor.

You screamed, jumping away. It's a squirrel! You watched the animal come to a stop, clinging to the carpet as it looked around in a panic, its tail twitching.

Oh no no no. You began looking around for something to chase with. You spotted a broom nearby. That'll have to do. You grabbed the cleaning tool. As you went to grab it, you heard someone shout.

"Please don't!—"

You froze, turning towards the voice. Standing in the same spot the squirrel previously occupied was a boy... or hybrid. Clear smooth skin, puffy biteable cheeks, wearing a hoodie and sweat pants, two small squirrel ears poked out of his light brown locks, his large eyes wide in shock, his bushy tail twitching nervously behind him.