"The warriors are here!" one of the villagers called out, pointing at the boats that were rowed towards the shore.
Pocahontas made her way through the cornfield, where she could see her father greeting the warriors, then turned to Snoopy and Woodstock, who had followed her back, telling them to...
"Stay here."
Snoopy and Woodstock could only watch in the field as Pocahontas looked in closer, next to Nakoma, who turned to her.
"Pocahontas, are you crazy? What were you doing with that..."
"There you are!" interrupted a voice.
"Kocoum!" realized Pocahontas.
"Look at them." said Kocoum. "Now we have enough warriors to destroy those white demons."
"Now that we are joined by our brothers," Powhatan announced to his people. "We will defeat this enemy."
But as he made his way his longhouse, Pocahontas hurried up to him, pleading. "Father, I need to speak with you."
"Not right now, dear." said Powhatan. "The council is gathering."
"We don't have to fight them!" begged Pocahontas. "There must be a better way."
"Sometimes, our paths are chosen for us." her father said sternly.
"But maybe we should try talking to them." suggested Pocahontas.
"They do not want to talk." rebuffed Powhatan, who remade his way to the longhouse, when Pocahontas caught ahold of his arm, asking. "But if one of them did want to talk, you would listen to him, wouldn't you?"
"Pocahontas."
"Wouldn't you?" Pocahontas repeated in desperation.
"Of course I would." Powhatan replied sadly. "But it's not that simple. Nothing is simple anymore."
With that said, he went inside his longhouse, leaving Pocahontas alone.
Back at the forest, Meeko was following John when he heard a twig snap.
Turning a corner, he saw an tired Percy limping through one of the trees.
Upon seeing Meeko, Percy's exhaustion turned into anger as he chased the raccoon into a log, in which he got himself stuck while Meeko helped himself out of one end of the log by climbing up a nearby branch and catching up with John by landing on his shoulder.
Left alone in the woods, Percy, his head still stuck in the log, howled in dispair...
...which echoed all the way to camp, where the settlers and Peanuts Gang were on high alert.
"I have a bad feeling about this." Charlie Brown said to Linus and Thomas while on sentry duty.
Just then, they heard a twig snap.
In a panic, Thomas aimed his musket while Charlie Brown and Linus pointed their clubs at...John?
"Easy, fellas. It's me." he assured while Meeko scurried into his satchel.
Thomas sighed upon seeing his friend. "Oh, John! I could've killed you!"
"Not aiming like that, you couldn't." replied John. "Keep both eyes open when you shoot. You'll see twice as well."
Once he was inside the fort, everyone rushed up to him.
"Captain Smith, where were you?" asked Marcie.
"You really had us worried, man." said Peppermint Patty.
"Smith!" bellowed Ratcliffe as he walked from his tent to John, with Wiggins and Lucy behind him. "Where have you been?"
"I was out scouting the terrain, sir." answered John.
"Oh, really?" said Lucy, raising an eyebrow.
"Then you must know the Indians' whereabouts." assumed Ratcliffe. "We'll need that information for the battle."
"What battle?" asked John.
"We will eliminate these savages once and for all!" said Ratcliffe.
"No! You can't do that!" John said back.
"Oh?" said Ratcliffe, staring coldly at John. "Can't I?"
"Look, we don't have to fight them." said John.
"John, what's gotten into you?" asked Thomas.
"I met one of them." answered John.
"You met a savage?!" Lucy asked in rage
"They're not savages, Lucy. They can help us." said John. "They know the land, they know how to navigate the rivers and...
"And look! It's food!" he added, showing everyone what Meeko held out from inside his satchel.
"Is that corn?" asked Pig-Pen.
"Well, it's better than hardtack and gruel, that's for sure." replied John.
"I like gruel." commented Wiggins, to whom Peppermint Patty rolled her eyes at, saying. "Well, I like a good old-fashioned corn on the co..."
But before she take the ear of corn from John, an enraged Ratcliffe grabbed it and tossed it on the ground, stating. "They don't want to feed us, you ninnies! They want to kill us! All of us! They've got our gold, and they'll do anything to keep it!"
"But there is no gold!"
Everyone gasped at what they heard from John.
"No gold?" said Ben.
"Say it isn't so!" pleaded Sally.
"And I suppose your little Indian friend told you this." Ratcliffe smirked to John, who answered. "Yes."
"Lies!" yelled Ratcliffe. "Lies, all of it! Murderous thieves. There's no room for their kind in civilized society."
"But this is their land!" protested John.
"This is my land!" shouted Ratcliffe. "I make the laws here. And I say anyone so much as looks at an Indian without killing him on sight, will be tried for treason...and hanged!"