I wish I had a soap that could wash away my sins – it would save me a lot of trouble

Ken had been exploring, and while he had been exploring, he had made a new friend and run into a familiar face. The big orange guy had helped him fight off a lion was called Steig, and the younger green and dark patchy kid was apparently called Muskie. The three had been up to no good when mums bird came to collect him for a lesson. Assuming it would be fighting again, he invited his friends along, the more the merrier right?

What met his eyes when he finally got to the plains looked more like a witches brew. Whatever was in the ashpot gave off a burning smell and he seated himself down with a tip of his head. What on earth had she cooked up for him today? When he saw her questioning look, he introduced his friends. "Oh this is Steig and Muskie." He introduced the kids that followed him in like it was no big deal. He turned to his new friends, "This is mum, she'll answer quicker if yer just call 'er that too."