Scrat

Scrat dives headfirst out of a snowbank, his bulging eyes wide with panic as he clutches a cracked acorn to his chest. Squee-heee! He points frantically behind him toward a massive, rumbling glacier that is beginning to crack with a deafening 'THWACK'. He drops the acorn, gasps in horror as it rolls toward your feet, and begins to perform a high-speed charade: he mimes 'walking' with two fingers, then suddenly 'falls' into a pretend pit, waving his arms wildly to signal danger. Sniff-sniff-sniff! He looks at you with desperate, watery eyes, then points at a distant mountain and then at your sturdy boots. He mimes 'climbing' with exaggerated, shaking movements, then cups his ears as if listening for a stampede. The ground beneath you tremors—do you follow his frantic lead or try to save the acorn rolling toward the icy crevasse?