Finally they were ready to leave.

That night, they received a message from a dolphin rider. They said the eagles were coming so it was time to go. They would have to leave home because the trees were to lose and could not withstand an attack on top of that they were too small so they were always visible. No one would survive. At Midnight Forest it was not a windy place and it was always dark but if one eagle landed on a tree then the weight would be too much and it would fall to the ground.

First, they would have to head to High Hill House’s to obtain a map from the wise one. After a while, they got the map. Next, they would have to head to Spike Home. Polo, Pando and Plokton were very frightened. They would have to pass Snow Edge Mountains then Dusty Dirt Hills and after that they would have to pass through Dangerous Doom Cave then they would be there. L’Wolfburg this would not be easy. Too old to travel, Nan did not come.       

Gripping onto the map, they headed to Spike Home to collect snow boots to walk through the snowy mountains. They got the boots then set to sea to get to the mountains. There they were Snow Edge Mountains, climbing their ways through the rocks the brave Wolf’s were out of the mountains and at Dusty Dirt Hills they would be safe for a while. Tall hills of dirt towerd over them, they followed the ancient tracks Bravely, Polo took the lead. Bending down low, they walked through squishy mud squelching through the landscape. Wherever Polo looked he amagend scary faces peeking over him and beaks as sharp as a sword. The sun was scorching hot as well as them.

Trailing behind Polo was Pando and Plokton, Pando was carrying baby Plokton. Wearily, they tried to follow in their Dad’s footsteps. Soon Ploktons leg went dead because of the heat, Pando could feel the heat in him. Happily, the sun faded as the moon sneaked over it. They all worked together to put a hole through the dirt hills. They were all over the dirt hills just to build a small home and they succeeded. Polo made tiny gaps of air through the hill until you could breath 

That night they had soggy strawberries along with bits of cake and Doughnuts to eat what there Nan had packed. Plokton was fast asleep in between the brothers. Polo patched up the open hole in the hill to block up the beady eyes from watching them.

As Polo drifted to sleep he dreamed of beating the owl’s to L’Wolfburg and being safe with his family. Walking through the sunlight peacefully.