Crazy Rabid Squirrel

The task of the day was a patrol. However, as they made their rounds, it became apparent that someone else had been thinking the same thing. Dirt was displaced all along the borders, and the stink of urine and musk was rampant. Curiosity bade them pick up the pace, trailing along the path of carnage. Before long, the young prince-turned-emperor came into view. All things said, he had quite the rump on him. Whoever he fell in love with would be one lucky creature, indeed.

"Were my current efforts not satisfactory, dear Malleus?" They crooned, humour lacing their vocals. Tail flagging high over their slender hips, they sauntered closer. The spongy ground lent some bounce to their stride. "Shall I take over from here? I can imagine you may need some time, and a drink, before you can continue much further." There may or may not have been a shit-eating grin on their face.