"I am a FRIENDLY VULTURE, my dears! My friends and I have been watching the progress of this little lost dinosaur--and we were disap--uh--happy--to see that she has met and been befriended by the famous Constable Crab. My friends have appointed ME to invite you--BOTH of you, of course--to a little late afternoon PARTY!"
"A PARTY?" said Dinah.
"Yes, dear little one--a party."
"Just a minute", said Constable Crab, "just WHAT kind of party is it?"
"What kind of party would you like?" asked the vulture.
"A PIZZA PARTY!" cried Dinah.
"Strange," said the vulture, "That is just the kind of party it is!"
"Did you come along the beach or through the trees?" asked Constable Crab.
"Through the trees, I think." Dinah replied. "Though I am not even sure of that, I got so scared!"
"Lets look for footprints." said the alert constable. "Lucky for us the ground is soft all around here."
Constable Crab searched around in the trees and soon found what he was looking for--
"A-ha! Look! Right here leading back into the forest--DINOSAUR TRACKS! SMALL dinosaur tracks!! YOUR dinosaur tracks! If we can follow them in the fading light, we'll soon have you home!"
"Do you have any idea how long you were on the warpath?" Constable Crab asked Dinah,"That would give us some idea of how far your home is?"
"We decided to play "cowboys and indians" when I came out to play after my afternoon nap--I wanted to be an indian and I took the warpath, of course, and it seems that I was on THAT path a VERY long time!"
"War paths DO seem to go on forever," said Constable Crab, "but since it is just now evening, I don't think you COULD be so VERY far from home! Were you walking fast?"
"Not VERY fast", said Dinah, "because being all by myself on the warpath was kind of scary!"
"I am happy to help you! Don't be sad--I am Constable Crab and helping others is not only my work but also my play!"
"My name is Dinah." said the very young dinosaur with a sniff. "I was playing cowboys and indians with my friends--and I took the war path--and (sniff!) I guess I took it too far--and and now I don't know how to get back home!"
"I see your war paint." said the friendly constable, "Now lets solve the problem of where you live!"