((Amy is a blue eyed squirrel in this rp))
It was the time of Father Abbot's jubilee feast, the hall was quiet as Father Abbot stood up and gave his thanks giving speech
“Fur and whisker, tooth and claw,
All who enter by our door.
Nuts and herbs, leaves and fruits,
Berries, tubers, plants and roots,
Silver fish whose life we take
Only for a meal to make.”
Amy, a small blue eyed squirrel looked on from the window, she had tears in her eyes, for she was an orphan and had no family.