forestR locks intu teh pol. he luks up at teh oter statcaln csts arund him. "tgere is a propsey!11!"
"wat" asskes bluster
"tehh gret spakrlels wil ris upl and safe tunderclax to defeet the evul river and teh loosre of kitys!"
'butt!" sais witstrum "non wil beeliev her. she mus prov hersef"
"i ill tel grasstar" sais blustR and ethy al leev
so wat do yu tink prity gud rite
