The Seagulls got too close and the Penguins bolted into the thick forest. Seagulls may be dangerous in open spaces, but their lack of organization and precise tactics meant they had a chance of avoiding or hiding again.

Their injuries didn't allow them to get far enough, they tripped on the terrain they planned to use to their advantage and the Seagulls shot their nets to capture them.

As the Penguins looked up from the ground, they saw other crew members, with a ferocious stare directed at their Seagull captors, all dressed in bones and carrying improvised and primitive weaponry. The Seagull Raiders gasped in surprise...

The Penguins roared as two prototype drones closed in to surround the Seagulls. Something else moved among the bushes, something that looked like a Penguin riding a Dinosaur... Were they dreaming? Had the Seagulls shot them with hallucinogenic darts? They hoped not...

Fitting music for a hunt...