Tumble climbs out of his soft tree and sees Ruff near a Wild One.
Huggy calls from his rose tree, "Ruff, There's a wild thinga-mabob behind you!"
Ruff turns around and roars, "Ruff! Ruff! RUFF!"
"Are you coughing?" The Wild One asks. "Please use your sleeve."
"I'm scaring you away," Ruff explains.
"How come it isn't working?" Wild One asks.
Wild One yawns a huge, tooth baring yawn, and stretches out his long sharp paws.
Ruff sits down and thinks. "I don't know why it isn't working. It worked on the Buzz Bird. Do you know why?"
"Well," Wild One says. "Maybe it's because I'm bigger than you. Or maybe it's because I am tired and don't wish to move."
"I'll try again, if you don't run away right now," Ruff threatens.
"Or maybe it's because you're inept," Wild One guesses as he climbs a nearby tree.
"I am too ept," Ruff pouts. "I'm as ept as they come in my fur type. You should be scared when I bark."
"Okay. I'll work on that," yawns Wild One. "Meanwhile, what's your name?"
"I'm Ruff."
"Not that again," Wild One says, stretching out his sharp claws.
"What's your name?" Ruff asks.
"Can't you guess," Wild One says. "It's pretty obvious."
"How'm I supposed to guess? Ruff asks.
"Rumplestiltskin," guesses Tumble. "That was in a book once, at bedtime."
"Wrong, but a good one." says Wild One.
"Kitty?" guesses Huggy.
"No. A lot more obvious than that," Wild One yawns again.
"Okay," Ruff says. "I give up."
The Wild One says, "My name is Spot." and he promptly falls asleep in the rainforest.