After their disastrous anniversary at Ozzie's, moxxie and Millie leave imp city convinced that it was all blitzo's fault quitting the company all together. But little did they know was that they would be taken to a place that would take them to diff...
The gang continue their way across the snowy landscape as Kenai was in the very back of the group with koda right next to Nita
Koda: Course, when we met, he didn't know the first thing about being a bear. Like this one time, we were hunting for pine nuts, and he stuck his big head inside a hollow tree. And I said, "You better not do that 'cause you don't know who lives there. " But he did, 'cause you can't tell Kenai nothing.
Kenai: All right, Koda.
Koda: Next thing you know, he spent a whole week smelling like a stinky skunk.
Nita: Something tells me stinky skunk was an improvement.
Koda: I got a lot more stinky Kenai stories, if you want to hear them.
Millie: maybe not. Your kinda embarrassing Kenai
Koda: oh. Okay
Kenai: nice save
At that moment Rutt and Tuke emerge from a large river behind them
Tuke: Okay, so, like, we gotta go, eh.
Rutt: We'll see you around, eh.
Tuke: So, we'll give you a call.
Rutt: Yeah, we'll catch you later.
Tuke: Yeah, we gotta go work out.
Rutt: Yeah. Gotta keep these muscles real buff, eh.
Tuke: So long! Hey, look, it's the gang!
Rutt: Beauty, eh.
Millie: hey Rutt. Hey Tuke
Tuke: Boy, are we glad to see you, eh.
Rutt: Yeah, 'cause we finally found a couple of real moosettes, eh, right down there by the stream.
They gesture to the river and see a pair of female moose. The orange one named Anda and the red one Kata
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Rutt: But they won't give us the time of day, eh.
Tuke. We was thinking maybe you could help us with, you know, an opening line, like, "Oh, hey, I see you like to eat twigs. "
Rutt: Or how about a sonnet, eh? Like, "Shall I compare thee to a summer's dew?"
Tuke: Oh, jeez. Forget that brainy stuff, eh. They're not owls. I like, "Hey ladies, nice dewlaps. Are those things real?"
"Excuse me."
The two look to see Nita walking right up to them causing the moose to panic
Tuke: Uh-oh.
Rutt: Oh, gee.
Tuke: Hunter.
Rutt: Hunter!
Tuke: We're out of here! Bye! Every moose for himself.
