It was night time, with a full moon. The moon shined over a great scruby landscape. Sitting on top of a hill, an old Kangaroo sat, looking up at the stars.
"I feared that these times would come," he thought, "If that vile Creature is not stopped soon, I fear that our land will never be the same again"
He then began to lazily move down the hill, feeling very worried.
To Be Continued