We've got to find where they hid it — before Bommie Night.

The second boat got a lap of half its length on the leader.

Annoyed they weren't catching the mouse they were all so concerned about, Dulce got a paperbag and tried, one-footed, to scoop up the agitated critter[.]

Haast's eagle lived on the island undisturbed until people arrived and started eating all the moas they could find.