After popping from the surface level of the lake, it took me only a few moments to realize everybody had evacuated the fire, and the marshmallows with it. He pounced upon the opportunity, dropping his squirrel in the sand next to the water along the way. He burries his face muzzle first in the bag of marshmallows, and rolls around in the sand, reaping the benefits of his technique. The person who startled him isnt even on his mind any further, neither is the flyig fellow.

(Sorry typing and watching tv. Didnt see you posted)