Argyle's Badger Night

Down under the dark moor, is a nest of badgers. Friends mostly, rather than family. Being the nocturnal creatures that they are, night time is their right time. Tonight was such a night that these badgers would come out all except one.

Argyle couldn’t help but fret many nights; such a night was tonight, as the

other badgers waited for him outside of the nest impatiently. Argyle usually thought he was laudable for a mysterious reason, he simply wanted encouragement and praise from others to get himself outside. Some nights the badgers had done so, other nights they had left him behind; such a night was tonight, despite Argyle’s dismay.

Argyle snuck quietly into the corner of the badger nest, hoping it would

attract some one’s attention. To Argyle’s stubborn surprise nobody came. This would not do at all Argyle thought, as he found himself an inviolable badger that would not let any other badger win. The other badgers might think that Argyle, would give in, but he would not, he usually stayed put in the corner of the nest when usually someone would bring him food anyway.  Food Argyle thought, he could really do with some of that. Yet the other Badgers haven’t been gone for a while, it might be a long time waiting in hunger. Maybe there’s a very small snack just outside the nest that he could be quick enough to catch outside and hide back inside without the others ever knowing. It was a plan that was going to be put into action tonight.

Argyle steps outside of the nest, the night was beautifully dark. Argyle was reminded how pleasant and adventurous the night was. This night was also very empty and quite; Argyle had trouble spotting anything he could eat. He was starting to get really hungry now so he had extricate himself from the comfort of the nest and venture further for food, hopefully not getting lost.

Higher on top the moor Argyle went, having no luck with food. On top of

the moor, he could see all of the land and the night sky, which briefly took his mind of his hunger. Until his stomach churned and he had to keep going. Argyle trotted down the opposite side of the moor to the side he came up on, and traveled further for the search of food.