And the island began to fall .
When a mysterious old friend of Baloo’s crash-lands in Cape Suzette with a damaged compass that doesn’t point north, the Higher for Hire crew discovers a forgotten floating island—and the ruthless sky pirate who’s been waiting for them to return. The evening began like any other in Cape Suzette. Baloo was napping in the Sea Duck’s cargo bay, a half-eaten cheesesteak cooling on his chest. Kit Cloudkicker was practicing airfoil loops around the hangar, while Wildcat attempted to teach a pelican how to use a torque wrench.
Baloo’s eyes went wide. “Ringo? Ringo ‘Rocket’ Raccoon? I thought you retired to a juice bar in the Maldunes!”
“Air pirates! Inbound from the west!” a panicked voice crackled over the harbor radio.
“You let me escape?” Ringo sputtered.
And the island began to fall .
When a mysterious old friend of Baloo’s crash-lands in Cape Suzette with a damaged compass that doesn’t point north, the Higher for Hire crew discovers a forgotten floating island—and the ruthless sky pirate who’s been waiting for them to return. The evening began like any other in Cape Suzette. Baloo was napping in the Sea Duck’s cargo bay, a half-eaten cheesesteak cooling on his chest. Kit Cloudkicker was practicing airfoil loops around the hangar, while Wildcat attempted to teach a pelican how to use a torque wrench.
Baloo’s eyes went wide. “Ringo? Ringo ‘Rocket’ Raccoon? I thought you retired to a juice bar in the Maldunes!”
“Air pirates! Inbound from the west!” a panicked voice crackled over the harbor radio.
“You let me escape?” Ringo sputtered.
