Chapter 1 - The Great Council
"Survival, that's what it's all about," cried Burra Nimu. "The spirit of survival!"
He peered anxiously around the small group of birds and animals huddled together under the bright Australian stars.
"We need to stand together, to fight as one. If our land is to survive — if we are to survive — we must do something!"
There was silence amongst the strange gathering. Even the little desert mouse paused thoughtfully, as it scurried to and fro amongst the Spinifex.
Finally a voice spoke out of the dark. "Many of us gathered here tonight are natural enemies. But we have come together because we are all threatened.
"Invaders have come into our land who do not understand the way we all, friends and enemies alike, live in harmony with it, and with one another.
"Burra Nimu is right. We must stop them before we all perish!"
Gatar, the great Black cockatoo, had spoken. And those gathered in the cold desert night knew that he was right. Burra Nimu had called them together for good reason. Something had to be done!