Following Tinkerbell, Peter, Ooru, five native warriors and the lost boys set out to rescue Kara. As they trekked through the jungle, they began to hear the flapping wings of large birds above them. "Buzzards," said Peter. There were eight of them and they flew in circles above the rescue party. Suddenly, in perfect unison, raptors dropped down and started pecking violently at the boys.
Peter drew his sword and slashed at them as they came near, but they were too quick for him. Some of the boys swung sticks at them while others took cover. The five warriors used their spears.
Ooru stood calmly. He pulled out a weapon that consisted of three cords tied together. A rock was attached to the other end of each cord. A bola. He twirled the weapon and when he released it, it flew upwards and wrapped itself around the neck of one of the birds, killing it instantly.
A native threw his spear and skillfully impaled another.
Peter flew through the air and finally managed to cleanly slice one at the neck. He did a flip, landed on the ground and slew another.
Ooru managed to retrieve his bola. He twirled it again and took out another bird.
The remaining three birds got scared and flew off.
Ooru stood still and glared at the boys, who were now covered with cuts and bruises. He continued in his silent stare until the boys were quiet. "Birds smelled you," he said in his deep voice. "They also sense you sick and easy prey. That's why clean yourself you need to. Me care about you. Me want you safe. That's why me get angry."
All the boys nodded quietly in agreement. Ooru treated their wounds and they resumed their quest.