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"The oil spills, the excessive paper/pencil/tree product making, the vehicle pollutions, the land clearings, the way human-life is killing us. We can't let the humans treat us this way. It's time we finally make a stand." Nutty, a squirrel with a family to raise.
 * __Chapter #1 Documents:__**

"Those humans took away my family's home!! They killed it...." Bambi, an angry deer.

"I thought we could stay peaceful. I thought we could give the humans some time to clear up their murderous act. But I was wrong. We must act NOW! Before they take away all of life. Before there's no more of nature left." Tree Gandhi, a peaceful-until-now tree.

"Everyone in the forest had thought that we could stay peaceful, avoid trouble, until the humans kept on their act as killers. They kept on their ruthlessly killing forests, and they did not even realize the harm they were inflicting on not only the natural world, but also themselves. Naive little bastards... Anyway, to the humans, the natural world is nothing. Just muck, dirt, and trees. Well, they do not realize that when they cut down trees, they are taking away lives. They are taking away homes. All they think about in their selfish minds are that with the cleared land, that they will gain money. That's the part I don't get. What's so great about those green sheets of paper? Humans' moon over those sheets of junk and yet, they forget that they come from trees. With their continue of murder, their WILL be no trees. And no more green paper." Anomonous Tree.

"We MUST put a stop to this nonsense. We MUST join together and make a stand to protect ourselves!! No more killing. No more pollution. No more land clearing!" Mother Mo, A Bear, Tired of Humans.

__**Chapter #2: Eve.**__

"Meeting tonight! Meeting tonight! Humans are OVER!! Meeting tonight in the Forest Center!! All forest creatures invited!!"

Quirkey, the messenger squirrel, yelled out the news in his squeaky voice, leaping from tree to tree. There was to be a meeting tonight, discussing how the forest was going to deal with the humans' killing. I sighed and leaned against the wall of the cave that was my home. I hated the humans as much as anyone else, but somehow, I felt like I was betraying my kind. You see, my name is Eve and I'm not a forest creature like everyone else. I am a human. It's not like the forest creatures hold it against me or anything, I've never and would never harm the forest, but going against my own kind just feels so... wrong.

You might be wondering what a human is doing in a forest, well, I was abandoned as a newborn baby in the forest. My birthmother had left me to die (hmmpphh...) on a giant tree stump and Naomi, my she-wolf "mother", adopted me. She's raised me with her wolf cubs and I, well, live a wolf life. It's a pretty good life. I race my wolf brothers and sisters, I scare the local forest creatures, and I swim in the lake near my cave home. I am pretty much accepted in the forest world, but still, I feel sort of guilty when the humans hurt the enviorment, as if it were my fault as well. And now that the forest is going to fight the humans back, I'm not sure if me fighting my own kind is right.


 * __Chapter #3: The First Gathering.__**

The Sun began to set, kissing the horizon, a shade of yellow-orange-pinkish with a touch of purple. All the forest creatures left for the meeting, speeches prepared, ideas ready, faces flushed with anger. My family was getting ready to leave.

"Okay. Remember. No pulling Quirkey's tail Luna! No biting Mrs.Mchuffin's butt feathers Jacob!...." My mother gave all my brothers and sisters warnings, precautions, and made sure my family would behave as "good forest citizens" during the meeting. "How bout you Eve? Do you think you'll be okay during the meeting?" My mother had somehow guessed how I felt about the forest vs. humans. I never told her, but she's my mother. She knows everything.

My mom finally decided that she was ready to go to the meeting after she reviewed the term "manners" with my sister, Sabina. Tail behind tail, we walked to the city center. Many others were already there. There were birds, squirrels, deer, many different creatures, but every animal shared something. They were definitely angry, faces red, everyone yelling about the humans. My face flushed. Then the forest mayor stepped up the tree stump podium.The forest quieted down.

" My fellow creatures, it is to my concern, what the humans are doing to our enviorment. They have killed so many lives, homes, destroyed so much land and trees. And we have been nothing but peaceful them. We MUST do something about this. We must act NOW before they take even more from us!! What do you say fellow creatures?! Take a stand or let the humans continue hurting us?!"

"YEAH!!"

"TAKE A STAND!!"

The forest rumbled with the yells of the creatures. They were angry. They were ready to do WHATEVER it took to get rid of the humans. I couldn't take this anymore. I was scared. I was a human. They were SO angry. Would they hurt ME? No they wouldn't. I was a forest citizen. I brushed the thought away. I couldn't take it anymore. I was scared, worried, and somehow, this felt just so wrong. Bad. Horrid.

I wanted to run home so badly, but my legs froze. And I just stood there, in the forest center all night, while the forest creatures discussed and rambled, yelled and shrieked. I stood there mindlessly amongst the meeting, frozen in place, all throughout the planning of a war.


 * __Chapter #4: Getting Ready for War.__**

This morning when I woke up, instead of the usual chattering of birds, I heard the cooing of the roosters' warcalls. I heard the loud banging of Mr. Grizzly's animal-skin drums. What was going on??

I rushed outside. Everything had become an absolute mess. There were squirrels packing acorn bullets in wooden baskets, bears sharpening their claws, birds excessively eating seeds and chunky peanut butter to produce flinging poop, and skunks arming the field mice with their homemade perfume. I looked desperately for someone I knew to ask what was going on, but everyone looked so foreign with berry war-paints spread on their faces. Finally, I recognized Quirkey. I rushed to him.

"What the heck's going on?!"

He answered in that squeaky but official voice of his. "The humans are scheduled to start clearing this forest in the afternoon and everyone's getting ready for them. We're going to attack them and scare them away. Give those humans a piece of our minds." He scampered back to work.

The war was TODAY??

I could take this. It wasn't as if the forest was going to turn on ME. Quirkey didn't seem like he was upset at ME or anything. I was okay. It wasn't MY fault that the humans were messing up the world. It was THEIR fault. I didn't have to worry.

__**Chapter #5: WAR.**__

It was afternoon. The humans' bulldozers and evil supplies had arrived on time. They drove towards trees and began to push down a tree. They'd chop it up for paper and pencils. The tree. A life. Anger rose through me. I read the tree's bark and branches. It was scared but believed and had pride in the animals. It was ready. I was ready. The humans deserved a piece of our forest mind.

TOOOOOOOTT!!! The war call was made. The war had begun. Squirrels came out of hiding. They shot and threw acorns angrily at the humans and bulldozers. Windows broke. Bruises formed. The birds flew overhead and flung poop. Shouts everywhere. Skunks squirted stink perfume. Human agony. Bears and the wolves came out, scratching skin and denting dozers. Lastly, the field mice used rope and tied up the human bundle. The humans screamed and shrieked. They run-waddled home, tripping on themselves and trying desperately to free their tied up arms. I grinned. They'd never come back again. And even if they did, the forest would be ready for them.