"Eeek!"

It was a strange sound, peculiar this high in the World Tree where she was enslaved. She ran, ducked, dived, climbed, glided, jumped and fell everyday. Most of the time, the only sound she made was "Eeek!" A pitiful noise that was full of fear and worry. Her rodent brain never really thought of much else except Eeek! and her Master's ire if she failed.

With only a pack full of messages and documents, she ran, ducked, dived, climbed, glided, jumped and fell everyday for the Gentry against their rivals. She wore no clothes for the snagged on branches, and snagging could cause her to fail in her duty. She needed full movement and she never got embarrased.

The cries of the soldiers meant they had spotted her again.

"Eeek!" she cried as she ran and ducked and dived and....well, you get the idea. Eeek was all she had left, and it spurred her to success.