Words of the Constant
This trail might be safer, non?
Game is close at hand...
I have lost the trail.
The trail has been washed out.
Oh my... that trail looks a bit dangerous for my taste...
It's close, I've nearly got it!
Mon dieu, I have the most terrible feeling...
It requires more manure.
I cannot carry another stitch.
Winter's Feast is served!
Oh! Bonjour petit chat!
Voilà!
There you are mon petit chat!
Ah, there you are!
Bonjour, I see you!
Et voilà! The last petit chat.
Ah, found them at last!
There should only be one left.
Well, I suppose I'll just have to do better next time.
The game will be finished soon.
I think I might have wandered too far...
Hmm, they should be around here somewhere...
Might I join in, s'il vous plait?
Three, two, one... allons-y!
Something's coming!
Our egg's been beat! Run!
Its shackles fell away!
My head... spinning...
That was much too close!
There are too many cooks in this kitchen!
I did not learn any new tricks from that.
Déjà vu.
It is raining poultry.
Sounds like a blender!
What could that glow be?
Perhaps it is shy.
That flare is sure to entice anything nearby.
Whew... I'm roasting...
My stomach is burning!
I will have to be more careful about what I eat...
I'm beginning to feel a bit unwell...
Mon dieu, I've become a monkey!
I don't think I'll be cooking with bananas for a while...
Nearly there, mon ami!
Something looks to be trapped inside.
Taste sweet freedom!
Nearly there, mon ami!
Something looks to be trapped inside.
Taste sweet freedom!
Nearly there, mon ami!