Hamish:... Nice, beastie beasties
Mr. Moss: And we're gonna need some keen eyes in the sky. So it's time to let loose the occucrows

[Skeequawck]

Hamish quickly rushed to release the Occucrows as they fly off in search for the prisoners, while the trackbeast howls.

Mr. Moss: Mark! Luka! While I'm gone, I'm leaving you two in charge, you both may be rookies but you managed to pass with flying marks with ease. Think you can handle it?
Mark/Luka: [salute] Sir, Mr. Moss, sir!!
Mr. Moss: Good, it's a shame the Dark Ace didn't bring the princess here, she wouldn't have been able to escape

Back outside of Prison, Aerrow and Radarr stopped dead on their tracks as they hear the howling sounds from a distance.

Aerrow: Sounds like they're getting the trackbeasts ready

[Twig snap]

Radarr jumped as he grab ahold of a branch and hanged, when Aerrow turned to him and made a face of disgust.

Aerrow: Guhh... They'll have no problem sniffing you out Radarr... Hmm, hey Radarr! Give me your uniform, we'll use your smell to throw 'em off
Radarr: [growls] [nods disagreeably]
Aerrow: Trust me, buddy. It'll keep 'em busy

Radarr was hesitant, but reluctantly gave it to Aerrow. Meanwhile, back at the prison, Mr. Moss got ready to hunt down the runaway prisoners when he spotted the hole and the prisoners hat.

Mr. Moss: [sniffs] I want y'all on high alert today. Tearthorne Forest is chock full of treachery. Remember you two [glares at Max and Luka] don't let your guard down
Max/Luka: Yes sir!!

Mr. Moss and his men set course to searching for the prisoners, meanwhile Aerrow was finished setting a trap to have them lose their trail.

Aerrow: This'll keep 'em off our trail

Radarr examined the dummy that was suppose to look like him, when suddenly they hear squawking from a distance and to Aerrow shock it was Occucrows.

Aerrow: Occucrows! We gotta move!

Aerrow and Radarr continue the path and ran, while Mr. Moss, Hamish, and two others talons with the track beast spotted the Occucrows from a distance.

Mr. Moss: If they've made it into the forest proper, we'll corner 'em at Widow's Peak

Just then, the sand started pouring down on the log as it tumbled down, pulling the rope along with the dummy. Drawing the Occucrows eyes as they circle around the area to let the Cyclonian know.

Hamish: Mr. Moss, the Occucrows! They got somethin'!
Mr. Moss: Already? Heh. Shoot, I guess I got dressed up for nothin'. Go on, git 'em

[Trackbeast growls]

Mr. Moss: But be sure to bring 'em back while

The guards released the Trackbeast as they growl and ran ahead to hunt down what they think is the prisoners, only to turn out to be a dummy.

Mr. Moss: Hahahaha!! Ooooh, these boys think they's smart ones [take out the hat] [sniffs]

Mr. Moss handed the hat to the trackbeast to sniff, only to eat it before almost taking a bite out of Mr. Moss hand too.

[Howls]

Aerrow and Radarr looked back as they hear the howls again, making Aerrow concerned.

Aerrow: Sounds like they've picked up our scent again... [pick up a pile of mud] Sorry buddy, but we're gonna mask your scent with this
Radar: [growls] [nods disagreeably]

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