One late afternoon, the twig men chief screamed at the top of his voice to his followers, "We are under attack!"
The chief and his team ran to the battle field to fight the enemy. The enemy were branches that had fallen off the trees; they liked to eat anything in their sight. The twig men knew it was going to be hard but they were never going to give up. They fought for what seemed hours; punching, kicking and doing ninja moves. In the end all that was left on the field was a huge pile of twigs.