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Out in the outermost fields of the Cooper farm, there is an epic discovery being made.
Penge the Otterpenguin stands on top of a molehill, surveying the entire field in front of him. He's been travelling for weeks, months, years to find this place, and now he has found the promised sanctuary!
We will rule over this land, he seems to be saying, and we shall call it this land!
I think we should call it YOUR GRAVE! declares Dino, before visiously attacking his wooden friend.
Penge cries out against Dino's sudden betrayal, as admittedly inevitable as it is, while Dino laughs evilly.
Unfortunately, the only witness to this bloody murder is sixteen months old and not really capable of telling anyone, about it. Also, it amuses her far too much, given her squeals of joy.
Mel, taking a break from the hard work of ploughing the field, is lying on her side, watching Hana playing with half an eye and a full smile. Life is good.
Penge the Otterpenguin stands on top of a molehill, surveying the entire field in front of him. He's been travelling for weeks, months, years to find this place, and now he has found the promised sanctuary!
We will rule over this land, he seems to be saying, and we shall call it this land!
I think we should call it YOUR GRAVE! declares Dino, before visiously attacking his wooden friend.
Penge cries out against Dino's sudden betrayal, as admittedly inevitable as it is, while Dino laughs evilly.
Unfortunately, the only witness to this bloody murder is sixteen months old and not really capable of telling anyone, about it. Also, it amuses her far too much, given her squeals of joy.
Mel, taking a break from the hard work of ploughing the field, is lying on her side, watching Hana playing with half an eye and a full smile. Life is good.