Chapter 3

The birds woke up not to be seeing daylight but instead a dark cover of a sack and hungry meows outside. They’d have been captured.There was one thing King Julain could in this kinds o;f trouble,”SCREECH SCREECH SCREECH SCREECH SREEeee.”

“KING JULIAN can you ever be in  a pickle without crying like  a chick when you were younger?” Sun yelled,”Why don’t you help me bite open a big enough jhole to  for us to squeeze out of,I know your beach is sharper than mine.A howling laugh broke the chatter,
“I think it’s time we play with our little friends now,shouldn’t we?” At that moment the birds knew what seed they were nibbling on…