“Oh Bernard, I have a terrible feeling about Androcles. He should have gotten here days ago.”
“Now, now, Miss Bianca, I’m sure he’s fine. He probably just got tied up with something.”
At the edge of the monsoonal eucalyptus woodlands, Daniel watched the two mice, who seemed all too human, talking about their missing companion, the one who was supposed to stand guard to make sure the King didn’t escape their trap. They also seemed the two most compassionate mice among the group. Mickey showed no interest in what happened to Androcles whatsoever, spending most of his time with Minnie trying on each other’s clothes. The rest of the mice seemed just as distracted and frivolous.
“William.” Daniel called to his kangaroo companion.
“I’ll be right over, Daniel.” The kangaroo was talking to his sister Esmeralda. Something about not putting her son in danger again. She seemed really insistent.