Dear Mamong et parp-parp (french),
No we have not found Mister Twister yet. Yes, I do remember he has shamed the name of Wolf by being a kidnapper and ghostnapping Uncle Bigbad in his whisky bottle. But do not fret and frown, we will solve this case soonly, easy cheesy. (Probly.) But just now we are a bit busy doing Tips for Tecs to help us. Do you like them?
TIPS FOR FOREST TECS
Then you will be Mister ACE Forest Detective and case solver, arrroooo!
Good, eh?
Yours cheefly,
L Wolf (son)
Shadow of my best tree
Dear Mum and Dad,
You keep saying what is the point of being your son if I do not blab my secret cases to my mum and dad? Oh OK then, I will say about just 1, but keep it in the Lair. It is called The Case of the Ants’ Lost Football Boots. Now I will say about the solving part.
The captain of Ants United FC came under our office door wearing his captain’s strip with his number on (Number 9999999). He said antly, “Hello, somebody has pinched all my team’s football boots, can you detect who dunnit?” Normus said, “Yes and I will bash them up for you.” But me and Yeller and Stubbs said, “No need for bashing, Normus. Just adding up, plus using your keen beastly senses.”
So Normus said, “Right then, how many boots got pinched?” and the captain said, “All the lot.” That was a hard sum to add up, because of ants having to times by loads of feet. But Yeller got the answer, 6 x 11 = 66. Then Normus said to the ant, “Hoy, have you got any reserves?”
Good thing he said that because the answer was yes, 1. That made 72 boots pinched. And guess what? We solved who the stealer was! Arrroooo for the YFDA!
And now:
NEW MYSTERY CRIMES OF FRETTNIN FOREST
1) 13 pups, chicks, cubs, fledgies ect. have gone missing from Frettnin Forest in 2 days
2) Also much treasure keeps getting robbed
3) Reports coming in of strange spookly small things seen in the night
Good. Because that means loads more detecting for us. So watch out all you kidnappers and robberers and small spookles, because we have a detective kit and we can find out WHODUNNIT!
Yours trackingly,
L B Wolf
Co-Cheef Detective, YFDA
Under dinner table (for cosyness, hmmm)
Dear Mum and Dad,
About The Case of the Ants’ Lost Football Boots, I forgot to finish off, sorry. The solving part was, we got out our magnifying glasses and had a good look round the heap where the ants live, going stare stare.
Anycase, quite soonly, we found many a small track. We followed these, crawlingly, to a rotted log. And guess what we found hiding under the bark? A centipede wearing 72 football boots! Stubbs can speak Insect so he said, “Ark Squark Crark?” ect. meaning arkscuse me, small crook, are you warking for Mister Twister the Farks? Or are you warking alone as a stealer? Also have you seen the ghost of Bigbad Wolf in a whisky bottle by any small chance?
The centipede said (insect voice), “It is a fair cop, misters. But I have not seen a big bad ghost and no I do not work for Mister Twister. Also, I am not a crook really. I just wanted to do loud riverdancing and get faymuss. By the way I taste horrible, hint hint.”
Then he tried to do a fast getaway but no, he tripped over his laces and got captured har har. So well done us.
Yours Xplainingly
Littly
PS He Xcaped Soonly, boo Shame. Must get smaller handcuffs.
Up the troutpool, the chilly bit
Dear Mum and Dad,
We had a good wet hunt for Mister Twister and Uncle Bigbad’s ghost today, so I bet you are going pat pat well done our cub. Yeller’s Big Ideer was to swim down and look at Lake Lemming’s bottom. Because you never know, Mister Twister is crafty enuff to hide down there. We saw some nice bubbles, also Normus caught a nice fishy tea (yum yum tasty). But no crooks or ghosts in whisky bottles, boo shame.