(Book 2 of the Tales of Resors Series)
After escaping the H3 from Oakhill, View Toodle-oo learn to accept life in Spruceside Acres. During a hunt, Clover and Tuskan are captured by Nature Reserveists from SunRock Regional Park, and it is up to Geral...
Meanwhile with Myron, Kristofer, and the rest of the Black Aces back in Spruceside Acres. Willow has officially joined The Black Aces. The 6 were joined by Jack the sheepdog and his son Jackson in the search for Tuskan and Clover.
"We've searched everywhere and still no sign."
"Keep looking, we'll search everywhere if we have to."
"Did you find anything," Grandmaster Tatunka asked the group.
"No" Kristofer said
"Nope" Myron said
"Nothing" Brawn said
"Nor scruff, nor tail." Willow said
"Negative" Leto said
"I asked the sheep, they said no. I asked the ducks, they said no. I asked the farmer and his wife, they thought I wanted to play fetch." Jack said.
"I found my ball, dad." Jackson said.
"Good boy, son. But it's not what we're looking for." Jack said
"Aww." Jackson is displeased.
"We'll check again later, once the timber truck leaves." Tatunka said.
"The Timber truck?" Myron asked.
"Yes, it transports both logs and saplings between here and the city. Can't remember which city." Tatunka said.
"Clearly, you've never taken a holiday, old man." A voice is heard from the bushes.
"Who's there? Show yourself!" Brawn shouted.
A grey wolf with a cybernetic eye glowing red, A green collar with red tag and screen approaches the group, who stand guard growling. Little Jackson growls and yaps, for he is only a puppy.
"You're the wolf from my dream, the one with the red eye" Myron said
"Correct"
The wolf spoke, after growling. "Hush and stand down. I mean you no harm. All I ask for is some time to speak."
"Go ahead, make your piece." Brawn says, Willow stands by him.
"Okay" He began
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"My name is C41N-9, a cybernetic wolf with an intent to destroy the W.U.F.F (World Unified Freedom Fighters). I am looking to recruit those who I believe to be worthy of such a task. Those I find unworthy get maimed. I met a wolf a few months ago, he was weak and so I maimed him. Poor guy, only young."
"Did he have a name?" Tatunka asked
"Can't remember. Something like Smoke or Soot? Phoenix?" C41N-9 pondered.
Tuskan and Clover were exploring the mountain path, asking for help to get home wherever they could.
A bear growled at them from an unused rail line as they walked up the mountain path, he stood beside two barrels. "Hello, Hello" He waves the two of them over to the clearing.
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"How are you doing?" he said, waiting for a reply.
"Who are you?" Clover asked him.
"The locals never gave me a name, I call myself Rollie, but they say I steal the barrels of water from the local logjam bar on the east side of the reserve, that I use the wood for fire and the water for drinking. Gives me a weird after effect after drinking it though. Remember, I am bear, I'm not that smart." Rollie said.
"But you must be smart enough to make a fire," Clover said.
"Of course, Cousin Smoulder taught me how. And when I used the water to extinguish it, it made it much worse."
"Clearly," Tuskan said giving the water barrel a sniff. A rich smell of alcohol burns his nose.
"That isn't water, it's alcohol." Tuskan said, covering his nose, like a dog itching its face.
"Boo-hockey, silly fox, you make me laugh. Almost makes me want to help you."
"You will?" Clover perked up.
"I can help get you out of here, but you best not tell anyone I told you. If you do, you will regret it."
He explained that there was a timber truck that delivered spruce log and saplings to "forest town, think it was called Spruceside Acres."
"That's it, that's our home"
"To get there, you must cross SunRock Rapids. I pushed down a log bridge there. Should be able to cross."
The bear shivered and yawned. Something was wrong.
"I think I'm going to sleep now, nighty night, foxes"
He collapsed.
"I think he's had a bit too much water" Clover says as they continue up the path.
A wolf, Majoto, watches from a distance, but soon catches up to them.
