Dark Jungle…
One…
Pushing their faces against the glass the twins gazed out with amazement at the landscape far beneath the Feliner.
Stretching out for miles in each direction is a large, lush jungle. With high mountains met by low valleys, separated only by a thin layer of clouds drifting between the ridges of tree coded peaks.
"I've never seen a forced this big," exclaimed Wiley Kit, her eyes wide. "I think it's even bigger than the Forest of Magi Oar."
This isn't a forest," Panthro explained, walking up from behind "it's a jungle."
"What's the difference," asked Wiley Kat.
"Not much from looking at it but you'll find out once we step in," he answered, in a dark tone.
"Are we sure the stone is in their," asked Cheetara, her voice line with concern.
"No mistaking it," replied Lion-O. "That's where the book of Omens is pointing."
Cheetara, with worry in her eyes looks out the window. "Something about this place just seems wrong," she says softly, placing her hand on the glass.
She can't explain it but the closer they get to this jungle the greater this sick feeling in her grows.
The crew was startled by a sudden and loud blast of a alarm.
"What's happening," Lion-o yelled as he hurried to the second pilot chair.
"I don't know," Tygra shouted back, as more alarms sounded. The plane shudder as it began its descent down.
"All the instruments have gone haywire!"
Tygra pulled hard on the steering wheel but his strength isn't enough.
"If we go down here the trees will shred us," hollered Panthro, quickly fastening himself to the closest seat.
"I know," Tygra grunted back through his teeth.
The Feliner shook wildly as it plummeted out of the sky, the crew braced for what was sure to be a hard landing.
But with some skill Tygra was able to shift the controls just enough to aim for the large grasslands at the edge of the jungle.
The Feliner clipped the tops of trees as it near the grassy dunes.
The thunder cats are violently thrown about the inside of their airship for what seemed like eternity as it meets the ground.
Sliding through the tall blades of grass the Feliner comes to rest against a large ridge rising up from the land.
Inside the darkened bridge of the plane the loud ruckus of the crash is now met by eerie silence, while those within emerge from where they have finally settled.
Sounds of moans and movement can be heard from all around.
"Is everyone still in one piece?" asks Panthro, pushing what remains of a chair off his back.
"I think so," answered Wiley Kat looking around.
Seeing a small hand poking out from a little heap of rubble, he lets out a gasp.
Quickly bringing both of his own hands to his face, he grasps it's not either of his.
Then the realization hits him, "Wiley Kit," he bellowed. And in that moment the small mound of debris began to move.
Out rolled Wiley Kit with a dizzy look. "What just happened," she asked, trying to focus on her baffled brother's face. He just gave a shrug and everyone shared his sense of confusion….
The thundercats stumble out of their downed aircraft and surveyed over the wild landscape. The chin high grass around them is only absent from the planes landing. The ominous, dark jungle just within 100 yards away.
It's thick, trunk trees reach higher than any building in Thundera.
They stood like iron bars as if to keep all who dared out or maybe to keep something wicked within.
Whether it was the first or the latter, the thundercats have no way of knowing that the search for the last stone will be the greatest adventure yet….