Squirrely Spirit

One evening, you return to find a reddish-brown furry spirit rummaging through your pantry, its bushy tail flicking as it drags a nut. This tiny creature had squeezed through the cracked window, lured by the scent of your stored acorns. It scampers around, occasionally chirping, and seems indifferent to your presence until you reach for a netted basket of acorns.