Ginger froze and pricked up her ears. She thought, "Oh, great. More danger. What next? A talking pig?"

The bush behind the three rustled as a short, light-pink pig ran out.

Ginger thought, "Oh my Spera. I've seen it all." Instead, she said, "Well, who are you?"

The short pig barked a hearty laugh and continued, "Oh, how rude of myself! My name is Norbert! I live 'round here, so, I can lead the way. FOLLOW ME!"

Ginger gave Raven a look that said, "We are gonna just take his advice and follow him?!"

Raven returned a look that said, "Of course! It's a good idea! It's just a pig! He isn't going to hurt us!"

Norbert gave each of us a look and spoke, "Well, you coming or what?"

"I pick 'or what.' How can we trust you?" Ginger confronted Norbert by getting right into his face.

Norbert showed no change of emotion, "If you couldn't trust me, you wouldn't still be moving that mouth of yours."

Ginger snorted, "DO NOT start a fight with me... Or you'll be VERY sorry you've ever met me."

Marmalade stepped in, "Hun, stop it! We are grateful for your upcoming help, Norbert. Now please, lead us the way." She gave Ginger the "don't-disagree-with-me" tone of voice she used when she was frustrated.

Norbert stopped in his tracks and turned back shouting, "Oh! Before we go, do you know that wolf down there?" He directed his stubby foot toward Sabre, who was jumping around trying to catch butterflies in his mouth.

Raven widened his eyes and galloped down, "Sabre! Don't eat those! Those could-"

Before he could finish, Sabre swallowed one of the butterflies whole. Right there and then, he fell down. He didn't get up.