Give a little time to me

His golden marked ears flicked here and there, listening to the many songs that crowded the air around him. He couldn't remember any other place where there were so many birds in one place. It was loud, but at the same time the noise was beautiful. He tried humming along with one of the nearby songbirds, but it didn't sound nearly as pretty so he gave it up, instead focusing on crossing through this marsh. His blue-hued paws carried him carefully around the deepest of the water, sticking to the mostly solid land, occasionally having to walk through the water to get to the island he saw in the middle of it all. Finally he reached it, shaking off each of his gold striped legs before walking closer to the massive willow tree that stood tall and proud. He weaved in among its long branches till he reached the trunk and settled onto his stomach, his tail curling around his haunches. From here the birdsong seemed muffled, like it was a whole different world. He rested his head on his paws, letting his eye lids slide down over his vivid green gaze. It was such a nice day, not a care in the world. It was easy for him to drift toward sleep, just on the edge of a afternoon nap. Soft splashing of water caught his attention though and it pulled him back toward wakefulness, his sleepy gaze opening halfway, curious to see if whoever it was would intrude on his little hideaway.