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[theme music playing]

[swords clinking]

[thunder rumbling]

[music ends]

[frogs croaking]

[humming]

Okay, dinner's ready.

Whoo‐hoo! Yeah!

I'm starving. Now hold onto your butts.

[Hop Pop] Bam! Stick surprise!

[all sigh]

Hop Pop, this isn't food.

But I didn't tell you what the surprise is.

[all gasp] All right, there's no surprise.

‐[all groan] ‐Sorry, kids.

This journey's been longer than expected, and we're out of food.

No food, huh?

That's what you plebes think. [munches]

[grunts] This is all my fault.

I dragged you guys out here to figure out how to get me home,

and now we're all gonna starve to death.

[all laugh]

We're not gonna starve to death.

This is our chance to find food

the way nature intended... as hunters.

Hunters, eh?

[clucking]

[clucking]

[groaning] I'm dying.

I have provided.

Now feed!

[all munching]

[laughing]

[chuckling] Guys, leave the hunting to me.

Wha? That came out of nowhere.

You guys do so much for me.

Let me do something for you for a change.

Ooh! I can teach her to hunt the Plantar way, Hop Pop.

Just like you taught me.

Hmm, okay, but you two need to be careful.

We're not in the valley anymore.

Who knows what dangerous predators could be lurking about?

They could be poisonous or they could be psychic.

They could be poisonous and psychic.

You don't know!

Whoa! Whoa! Hop Pop, it's fine.

Anne, you ready to hunt?

I'm so pumped. This is gonna be awesome.

This is not awesome.

[munching]

Ugh! I thought hunting was supposed to be cool.

Conquering nature and stuff. Not eating mud.

[munches, spits]

Conquering nature? Oh, no, no.

Hunting is about becoming one with nature.

What? Uh, do I at least get a cool weapon?

A crossbow? Kunai? A crossbow that shoots kunai?

Weapons are for barbarians.

Now then, hunting the Plantar way involves three main steps.

The first, track your prey.

The soil is a buffet of clues.

[munches] Oh, oh! I think I'm getting something.

This way.

Ha! Mmm. Blap. Mmm. Mmm.

[rustling]

[squeals, snorts]

See, Anne? Nature provides.

We found some grubbles. They're supposed to be delicious.

Step two, use your surroundings.

Hmm.

Perfect.

And now it's time for the final and most important step‐‐

the dance.

Dance? What do you mean da‐‐

Oh, my gosh. You gotta be kidding me.

This dance has been in our family for generations.

Watch me closely.

It's designed to both entice and disorient.

[squeals]

[drums beating]

[all squealing]

[grunting]

[grunts, groaning] Oh, boy.

Okay, that's enough. I think I can hunt just fine without a funny little dance.

There's nothing funny about the sacred Plantar hunting dance, Anne.

Besides, I thought you loved dancing.

Well, yeah, when there's music and a dance floor.

I mean, is this even necessary?

These little guys seem pretty easy to catch.

I don't even think they have brains. [squeals]

Not all prey will be as easy as grubbles. But that's not the point.

Hunting is about connecting to the harmony of nature.

Let its rhythm flow through you.

Can you hear the drums, Anne?

Can you hear them playing the beat of the hunt?

No. Now let's split up and catch double the grubble.

Don't worry about me. I've got the eyes of a hawk.

Anne!

Totally saw that.

[sighs] All right. Just be careful, okay?

We still don't know what's out here.

[growling]

Oh, man, are we gonna feast tonight.

[chuckles] [squeals]

"The dance, Anne." Ha!

You know what's better than a ridiculous dance? A stick.

Time for some grubble satay.

[Plantars screaming]

Wha... Guys!

[gasps]

[Anne] Sprig? Hop Pop? Polly?

[chirps] Hey, hey, hey, girl.

Shh. Bessie. [chirps]

Where's the family‐‐ [monster growls]

[gasps]

[roars, growls] [all screaming]

It came out of nowhere.

Careful, Anne. It still might be psychic.

I'm too cute to die!

Guys!

[all screaming]

My biscuit.

Dang it, Polly. Food hoarder.

[gasps] It left a trail.

Super huntress instincts engage.

I can totally do this.

Yeah, I‐I can't do this.

[bird squawks] [wolf howls]

[sighs] The trail's gone completely cold.

Sprig was right. I don't know what I'm doing.

If only he were here with me.

[Sprig] Anne! Huh?

[gasps]

Follow the true way of the hunter.

Sprig! Holy cow, are you dead? Is this your ghost?

What? No. The real Sprig is still out there and needs your help.

Me? I'm more likely a stress‐induced hallucination.

So what you're saying is I finally snapped. [bell dings]

Well, as long as you're helping. So what do we do?

Follow the steps.

Right. The steps.

What was the first one again?

[groans] Track your prey, Anne!

Right, right. Track.

How do I track again? Ugh, sheesh.

Smell the dirt, Anne.

Oh, right. Got it. Got it.

[sniffs] Now taste it.

[gags] By all means, take your time.

We're only about to be eaten by a... horrifying creature!

Okay, I'm tasting, I'm tasting.

[gags]

Sprig, what is the point of thi‐‐

Wait a minute.

[munching]

I'm tasting something. I'm getting‐‐ [gulps]

Polly's biscuits! [gasps] Which means it's this way.

You're doing it, Anne!

With you guiding me, we might just be able to pull this off.

Now come on, Hallucination Sprig.

♪ When the hunt is on And the moon is high ♪

♪ You can hunt the hunt ♪ [screams]

♪ Only if you try But you better hurry up For the time is nigh ♪

♪ 'Cause if you don't listen To Sprig ♪

♪ Your family will die ♪

You really need to stop that. ♪ Okay ♪

[gasps]

[growls]

[grunting] [gasping]

What the heck is that thing anyway?

It's a scorpaleo, Anne. Half scorpion, half lion.

Scorpaleo? That is one messed‐up horoscope.

Okay, we don't have much time.

Think. What was step two?

[both] Use your environment!

[roars, growls]

‐I should have eaten more biscuits! ‐[both screaming]

Okay, running out of time here.

Well, how 'bout giving me a hand?

Think about what you just said. Right. Right, right, right.

There, done. Okay, what's next?

Oh, you know what comes next.

The dance.

[grunts] Okay, but just this once

because I like you guys a lot.

[growls] [grunts]

[grunts]

[growls]

‐[roars] ‐[screams]

[Anne] Hey, furball!

[all] Anne!

‐[growls softly] ‐[inhales]

[soft growling continues]

‐[growls] ‐Uh, it's not working.

That's because you don't believe.

You have to feel the music.

There is no music.

‐[growling] ‐[screaming]

This is it! You have to save them.

Me! Us! Them! This is confusing!

You're right. I have to do this.

[Sprig] Listen, Anne. Listen to the rhythm of nature all around you.

[water splashing in rhythm]

[drums beating in rhythm]

[Sprig] That's it. Let it take hold of you.

[drums beating continues]

[growls softly]

I am the leaves.

I am the morning dew.

I am... The Hunter!

[grunting]

[drums beating continues]

Yes, you're doing it! It's so beautiful.

[grunts]

[growls]

[roars]

[monster mews]

You did it, Anne! You did it!

‐What? ‐[monster growls]

Whoo‐hoo! I did it! Danced in your face.

[growls]

Whoop! Gotta go. Come on, family, let's skedaddle.

You got it. Don't have to tell me twice.

[monster roars]

[chirps]

[chirps sadly]

[all laughing] [chirps excitedly]

You did it, Anne!

It was the best hunter's dance I've ever seen.

I did, didn't I?

I heard the music, Sprig.

I felt one with nature.

You were right.

And so were you, buddy.

Uh, who are you talking to?

Not important.

[owl hoots]

[mechanical whirring]