At that moment one of the young squirrels lost its head completely.

The young squirrel had been caught and placed in a box.

What have you got to say for yourself, young squirrel?

The young squirrel picked the last of it from his tail bush.

Are you sure you've never done this sort of thing before, young squirrel?

The young squirrel seemed lost for words; all he could do was weep.

The young squirrel talked to him in a low, gentle voice.

The young squirrel opened his eyes and stared at Thrugg.

The young squirrel concentrated hard as he sniffed the air.

Mara was mystified but she did not question the young squirrel.