The Wild Life Page #5
Steady!
What's he doing?
Back your hammer, and.
I don't know about you Scrubby,
but I'm planning on stayting as far
away from that monster as possible.
What was that all about?
I have absolutely no idea.
What we need to find out, is what
these newcomers intentions are,
From the sound of it,
they're up to no good
Obviously they're trying to kill us.
Maybe, but maybe not.
The truth of the matter
is that these new comers,
trouble to our paradise,
that is a fact.
Fine, then do like I ask,
and stay out of sight.
They're proof that there's
another world out there
and I'm going to find out
whether they're friend or foe.
You really don't get it, do you?
That was close!
Ok, let's give this a go, one last time.
Did you see that Aynsley!
I did it, I hit the mark!
Let's go fix something to eat, old boy.
That was a miracle,
Well. I can hit something after all.
I was starting to wonder
if everyone wasn't right,
the new world was finally here,
and I had no idea if
I was ready for it or not.
Tapir's ready as I've ever seen.
Go for the throat, let's make this quick.
Wait, the human!
I can't do it boy.
Go on!
Go!
What now?
Sorry pal.
I've never shot anything before,
why don't we try fishing.
What's burning?
That would be me.
You smell like bump biscuits.
Something is coming.
Looks like Rosie was here, that's strange,
Rosie never leaves any food behind.
Would you prefer light or dark
meat for lunch, darling?
I prefer... Dog!
Ready to get even, ratter!
Hold Aynsley, I'm coming,
those blasted ratters,
I'm hit!
Run for it!
Good dog!
You're alright old boy?
Did you I hear that?
Over there!
It's a bird, a beautiful parrot.
Strangely, that's what all the fuss was about.
The ratters went after the bird.
You did good old boy, and you,
we're gonna fix you up straight away.
Look Aynsley, a ring!
That can only mean one thing,
sailors have sail for this island before.
I believe there's hope for us after all.
You can come out guys,
there's no one around.
It's too dark, I can't see a thing.
This is the very spot where
Well, sort of.
I've almost.
We shouldn't have let him go alone.
Maybe he's molting.
That's a bit of a stretch Pango.
Just wait 'till I get my hooves on them!
Anyway you look at it, this is not good.
Mac can't be gone.
What's that?
And who are you two?
Just two homeless castaways,
we were held captive
by that human for months
with nothing to eat but
the crumbs from his table.
What about our friend?
Did you see him by any chance?
It's a true tragedy, alright.
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