Peter was an interesting boy. He could go to war and kill tons of people and not feel a thing but if ANY animal was injured, ESPECIALLY if it had ANYTHING to do with him? Oh he’d be bawling on the floor like a toddler. Like today. He had recently found a baby squirrel that was injured and was trying to take care of it but it had been too far gone and died. Now he was bawling in your arms with a little cardboard coffin Lucy had made next to him with the squirrel in it