That night Private laid awake in his постель, кровати listening to the sorrowful howls of the lone wolf. Private was going to tell Skipper about the Поиск for a cure.

Skipper woke up in the morning with a queasy sense in his stomach. Everything looked hazy as it did the день before. He had mixed emoctions of the way he treated his men the other day. He might never see them again. Skipper trudged to the pond. When he got there he was startled by his own reflection. From head to toe he was covered in mud and scratches, probably from the fercious quarrel. There was nothing he remembered after his Друзья left. Scooping up water in his flippers, Skipper didn't notice two alert eyes watching him. A пингвин with ratty feathers stepped out of the brush. He was short and thin. There seemed to be a glow around him, which Skipper also had. This was because they were werewolves. A vaguely recongizable voice called out to Skipper.
?: "Hey, we need to talk!"
Skipper turned around, and was bewildered.
S: "Who are you? What do Ты want from me?"
?: "Come on, my story is legend. Ты have to know me. Besides we've fought each other twice."
S: "Stay away from me. I don't want any trouble."
?: "Neither do I,"
S: "Then, what? Wait, did Ты say your story was legend?"
?: "You know it. I recall Ты told it to your Друзья the night Ты died."
Skipper seized the пингвин up by his chest.
S: "It's all your fault I'm like this!"
?: "Please, don't make the same mistake I did!"
S: "What are Ты talking about?"
?: "My name's Micha, I was the youngest friend in the story! I took revenge on my friend after he ... "
Skipper dropped the pleadful penguin.
S: "You're not my friend! You're the reason I can't see my actual friends."
M: "Maybe I'm not, but we're a pack now. We have to stick together. I'm all Ты have now. Ты can't fight the волк inside you. If Ты see your Друзья again there's no doubt you'll kill them."
S: "I know,"
M: "There is a way Ты can see them again, Ты know."
S: "What do Ты mean?"
M: "You just have to eat all of them. It works out for all of you. Ты get a meal and they can see Ты again."
S: "I'll never do that to them. I couldn't put them in that much pain. Besides they'd hate me, and couldn't blame them."
M: "You don't remember anything about last night, don't you."
S: "I remember our little battle. And my Друзья leaving."
M: "Remember the rabbit."
Skipper then remembered everything. Him chasing the rabbit, and his sensational bloodthirst.
M: "I'm not trying to be the bad guy."
S: "Then what are Ты doing?"
M: "Look the only reason I ate Ты was I needed food. Also when Ты became a werewolf Ты could help me catch Еда as a two пингвин pack. You're not the only lonesome one. Like I сказал(-а) we need each other. After all, Ты tried to eat your friend when Ты first saw him."
Skipper didn't know what to do.
P: "Skipper! Skipper, are Ты here!"
When Skipper met Private, Private told him Kowalski's plan. Micha watched and listened from behind a bush.
M: "A cure? Perhaps I could use this to my advantage
S: "Wait, doesn't he have to give that to me when I'm in my волк form."
P: "Yes, no big deal."
S: "Actually, it is a big deal. What if I hurt Ты или Kowalski или Rico. I told Ты I can't control myself. Lastnight I almost ... nevermind."
P: "What?"
S: "I almsot caught a rabbit."
Private gasped.
P: "But Ты wouldn't hurt your friends. I trust you."
S: "But I don't."
P: "Skipper, the night Ты died I didn't know what to do next. I need you. We all need you. And now you're back! But you're still gone in a way. Stay, don't leave us! Promise me you'll take the medicine if we find discover it."
S: "I promise,"
Private wrapped his arms around Skipper. Getting picked up, Pirvate fell asleep in Skipper's wary arms. He whispered to Private.
S: "Goodnight, son."
Soon Skipper fell asleep as well.