I Don't Give A Dam

He was back at the huge river that passed through the lands, the male eager to see what else there was to hunt around here. After having hunted down a capybara, he was curious to know what other tasty morsels lurked in the waters. Following an odd trail, he moved along the banks of the river until he spotted the beginnings of what looked like some sort of log bridge. Head tilted with curiosity, though he was distracted rather quickly by another sound. Following that, he spotted another brown rodent looking creature with a wide, flat tail. Bi-colored gaze watched it with intense curiosity. It seemed to be gnawing away at a small tree, and he briefly wondered if it was eating the tree. What creatures ate trees? Not far from the beaver he was watching, another one was waddling back to the river with a piece of wood in its mouth, and it suddenly dawned on him that they must have been knocking trees over to put on their bridge thing.

A sudden sneeze rudely interrupted his thoughts, and almost immediately the beaver he had been watching moved faster than he thought towards the water. Both slipped into the river, disappearing from sight. He supposed he'd have to wait now if he wanted to hunt one down...