"Indeed," said the very much a squirrel clinging fast to Remy's shoulder. "Pardon my breach in proper manners, my lords, but I fear Lord Remy has the right of it. Speed is of the utmost importance!"

In no small part because he did not feel the need to freeze his tail off in such unsuitably (ha-ha) cold weather.

Having never encountered a telepathic network, only the odd telepathic creature or two, his inclusion warrants little other than the stray thought that such a landscape would be terribly difficult to behold in bright sunlight.

Also not terribly friendly to nuts or any decent deciduous tree.