Toucan: BELLO!
Kinkajou: BELLO!
Turtle: Oh no...
Winter: What do we have to do this time?
Toucan: What makes you think I'm here to give you a dare?
Winter: Because you are here.
Qibli: The Icey Prince does have a point
Winter: Thank you!
Moon: I agree
Winter: Thank you!
Kinkajou: *To curiously* So, Winter, how are you and Armadillo doing?
Winter: Actually we broke up
Turtle and Qibli: WHAT?!
Kinkajou: SCORE! Turtle you owe me 5 coins! Lynxter is still on!
*Turtle sighs and give Kinkajou a few coins*
Winter, Qibli, and Moon: Lynxter?
Kinkajou and Toucan: Yeah, it's Lynx and Winter
Winter: I haven't seen Lynx since the fight at Jade Mountain. I don't think that ship will set sail
Kinkajou: NO! It MUST happen!
Turtle: Kinkajou, he just said it wasn't going to happen...so...*singsong voice* pay up!
Kinkajou: *growling and mumbling* stupid Winlo....*gives Turtle the money back*
Turtle: Yes!
Toucan: Okay, now for the task at talon
*All wait nervously*
Toucan: Winter-
Winter: NOT AGAIN! WHY ME? WHY ME?!
Toucan: LET ME FINISH!
Winter: ....sorry....
Toucan: *clears throat* Qibli, Turtle, and Umber
Turtle: I have a question...which Umber are we going to bring?
Toucan: I think it would be best if the future Umber would come
Turtle: Why do you think that?
Toucan: *whispers int Turtle's ear*
Turtle: Ooooo...then yeah...we don't want Moonbli to be ruined...otherwise I will have to owe money to Flame...and I don't want to do that
Toucan: Yeah *brings Future Umber*
Umber: Hey guys!
JW: HEY!
Toucan: Now, let's-
Turtle: WAIT! What about Peril?
Moon: She's away with Clay and the dragonet's of destiny
Turtle: hm...I wonder why she didn't tell me
Moon: Maybe she was in a hurry
Turtle: She told you?
Moon: Well, she was squealing about it for about two hours
Turtle: But still...two hours of being able to tell me and she didn't...
Toucan: Can we talk about this later?
Turtle: Sure
Umber:
I was a highwaymanAlong the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive
