In a tall, twisting tree, lived a squirrel named Sammy. He had a bushy tail and round, gleaming eyes.

Sammy was quick, caring, and clever. His whiskers twitched with excitement every morning.

One fine day, Sammy heard a soft chirping. Little Timmy fell from a branch, 'Help me!' he squeaked.

'Never fear, Timmy dear!' said Sammy with a cheer. He leaped with might, clutching Timmy tight.

They landed safely with a big 'THUD!’ The ground shook as leaves fluttered like a parade.

Sammy said, 'Stay by my side, Timmy. We'll gather nuts together, we'll be a team!'

They climbed up and down, searching the ground. Climbing, hopping, finding fun in every mound.

CRUNCH! went the leaves. SNAP! went the twigs. Together they worked with giggles and jigs.

By sunset, their hunt was done. Their baskets were full, they had gathered a ton.

Under the moonlight, they shared a bite. They felt proud, they felt just right.

'Always remember,' Sammy said with glee, 'Together, we're stronger, like branches on a tree.'

As stars twinkled high, they drifted to sleep. In their dreams, they soared and peeped.