[Just as he was completing the fold, the crash rings out and his head immediately snaps up in attention.]
The hell was that?!
[On the floor are the scattered remains of a shattered ornament. Before Beat can even stand, there's more rustling heard above among the vines. Looking up, both of them will see the squirrel Beat had taken home as a pet in the middle of a staring contest with one of the Harvest's snakes. Squirrel clings on tightly to his vine, chattering loudly at the snake on the neighboring stalk.]
Squirrel? You pickin' a fight, yo? Get down from there 'fore they kick us out.
[The squirrel takes a look at Beat just as he raises his hand to help the animal down, but looks back at the snake, still eager to finish whatever either of them started. Seems like the acorn didn't fall far from the tree.]
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The hell was that?!
[On the floor are the scattered remains of a shattered ornament. Before Beat can even stand, there's more rustling heard above among the vines. Looking up, both of them will see the squirrel Beat had taken home as a pet in the middle of a staring contest with one of the Harvest's snakes. Squirrel clings on tightly to his vine, chattering loudly at the snake on the neighboring stalk.]
Squirrel? You pickin' a fight, yo? Get down from there 'fore they kick us out.
[The squirrel takes a look at Beat just as he raises his hand to help the animal down, but looks back at the snake, still eager to finish whatever either of them started. Seems like the acorn didn't fall far from the tree.]