I don't have enough socks to have a whole drawer for them.  (And I was kidding about the candy; I don't like candy.)

What I really want is that shuriken.

Oh, maybe I'll get one someday.

                                                                                                         Part Four!  


Later that day, Clara returned to her home. All of the events of that day pulsed though her mind as she looked around the cave. She wasn’t a mean person…in fact she liked people. It’s just when you find two ninja that you just helped, snooping around your cave it can definitely bring the worst out of you. Clara sat down at her desk and looked at her poem. Reading it again, she still felt like she did when she had first written it.
“This is me,” she thought. But when Clara got to the end she noticed something that wasn’t there before. A splotch of ink was on the bottom. She looked a little closer and it looked like something was written on the back. So she turned the paper over.
Scrawled on the bottom of the page were the words
“Thank you for helping us”. Clara saw that the cave started to fill with color. She walked outside to see the sunset and what she saw was that sky was glowing in purples, reds, and gold.
“Wow, what a magnificent sunset.” she said to herself. As the sun went down and the sky turned dark the words “Thank you for helping us” floated around her mind. Clara turned to go inside, but then an idea began to form in her brain. She ran inside and sat down again at her desk. She took out a candle and lit it, open a drawer, and pulled out a new piece of paper and began to write.
When she had finished Clara ran outside. The moon’s light was cutting through the black sky and the stars like thousands of simmering diamonds. Clara looked into the sky to see the moon and the stars. She put her hood on and spun around, the Purple Ninja disappeared and a brown and white falcon was left in her place. The bird looked at the sky with its purple eye and took off into the night.


The brown and white falcon soared in the moonlit night sky. It’s silver beak held the precious paper while it’s purple eyes scanned the horizon. A cool breeze blew through the falcon’s feathers as it flew over the land. In the distance the bird saw what it was looking for, a floating island. The falcon flapped its wings faster and in less then a minute the bird arrived at it’s destination. Landing on one of the temple’s black roofs, the falcon looked down on the ground below. No one was there. The bird jumped off of the roof and flew down to the earth. Just then the door of the temple opened. Zane walked out and spotted the falcon.
“Well hello, my little friend.” Zane stated kindly as he knelt down.
“What have you got there?” The bird came closer to the nindroid, looking cautiously at him the whole time. It carefully put the paper in Zane’s outstretched hand and swiftly flew away. Zane looked at the rolled up paper curiously and opened it. A whistle fell out of the paper.
“What’s this?” Zane said as picked up the object. Turning back to the paper he started to read and his eyes grew wide. Once he finished he ran inside. He reached the ninja training room and threw open the door. He found his friends hard at work.
“Guys, stop what you’re doing immediately! You need to hear this!” He yelled.
“What is it, Zane?” asked Kai.
“A message from the Purple Ninja!” Zane answered with excitement.
“Wow, the Purple Ninja gave us a message?!” said Jay “What was her real name again? Was it Clarisse? Claire?”
“It’s Clara,” corrected Cole. “Now, what does the message say Zane?”
Zane began to read.

“ Dear, Ninjas of Ninjago,
I thank you for your note and I am sorry for any pain I may have caused.
If you ever need me blow this whistle; I am never far away.
Only use it when you need me most.

Sincerely, The Purple Ninja.”

“A whistle? What whistle?” asked Jay.
“This whistle.” Zane said as he showed the others. The whistle was shaped like a dragon and made of the purest silver.
 
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