Crow and Vole reached Raccoon's den about the same time. All the critters within ten miles were waiting for news. In the field in front of Coon's tree, there was standing room only. A hush fell over the gathered crowd. Of course, Vole had not seen Crow's spectacular dive and flutter, so it was perfectly natural for her to begin the recounting of events:
“He spoke so good!” she exclaimed. There were many who left the line when he was done speaking.” She hesitated a moment, “He was very convincing.”
Crow interrupted, “Vole you shoulda stayed till the end! I was stupendous! I dove straight into the Captain's face! You shoulda seen me!”
Vole resented the interruption, but she did not let on. At any rate, her report was no match for Crow's dive bombing exploit. “The truth is,” he was saying, “I broke up the gathering!”
Worm was incredulous, “But did you have to piss in his face!?” All the critters laughed and even Francis smiled as he walked up to the tree.
“Truly, crow sent everyone home with a great story to tell.” Another great din of laughter arose.
(to be continued)
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