{B-4-A}

Flying high over the mountains, you feel frustrated as every peak and valley begins to look the same to you. You are tired, and ready for a snack, when the baby marmoset squeaks that it is hungry. “Maybe we should land and find something to eat,” you say.

“Good idea,” Sunny says. “There’re some fruit trees down there that should do just the trick.” The four of you circle down and land on the branches of some trees, when you notice a big, furry animal lumbering along in the valley below.

“What’s that down there?” you say, calling Sunny’s attention.

“It’s a spectacled bear,” Sunny says. “Maybe he knows where we can find some marmosets.” Sunnies flies closer to the bear, and asks if it has seen any.

“I don’t think so,” the bear says. “Can you eat them?” Just then a big ominous shadow passes overhead, as you hear someone urgently trying to get your attention. The baby marmoset squeezes you in fear.

“Psst! Over here, quickly!” an Andean mountain cat hiding under an overhang urges you to follow. “There’s a big condor flying overhead, and it likes to eat small creatures. Hurry!”

You glance back over your shoulder, and see the huge condor bearing down, and it seems to you that it has its sight set on the baby marmoset.

“That condor looks pretty scary, but I’m pretty sure that condors only eat dead things,” Tocayo says, “And I’m certain that cats eat birds and small monkeys!”

“I’ve already had my lunch!” the cat says, “but you’d better make up your mind quickly, because that condor’s coming in fast!”

You say:

“I can tell that condor wants this baby marmoset. Let’s get out of here.”{B-V-B}

“I appreciate your offer cat, but we will take our chances with the condor.”{B-V-A}