(Anyone is free to join this)
A squirrel lay slumped on the ground, with his arms tied to to a sapling. The bruised and bloodied squirrel breaths heavily as a large rat swiftly and skillfully kicks the squirrel hard in the stomach. The squirrel coughs up a small puddle of blood. A large, fit, weasel walks up to the squirrel. He crouches down and whispers to the squirrel, "Yer can make all dis' stop. Jus' tellus whar yer' hid der wepons." The squirrel looks up at the weasel and spits in his face. "You cannot make me betray." The weasel stands up and nods to the rat. The rat takes out a rod and begins to mercilessly beat the squirrel. The weasel heads into a large tent, set up in a small meadow. After two hours, A large wildcat, wearing a cloak, steps out. Following close behind is the weasel. The weasel looks around and whispers to the wildcat. A small acorn hits the wildcat on the head. The wildcat calmly walks over to a soldier, rips his bow and arrows from him, and fires into the forest canopy. A painful moan comes from the trees, and a small female squirrel falls out, with an arrow in her leg. The wildcat throws the bow and arrows on the ground and speaks to the weasel in a gruff, raspy voice. "Jaart. Deal with this…thing." The weasel nods, and grabs the squirrel maid by the throat. He yells at her "Whar iz der rest of yeh?!" He suddenly turns around as he hears a rustling in some bushes. He hurls the maid to the ground.
(Anyone can be the beast rustling the bushes.)