A flurry of paws rushed onto a new, warm island. Two males lead the group of nichelings, standing at the front with their head held high. The younger, shorter brother had a smile on his face as the older brother stood with pride.   "With new land comes new danger." The older brother said, his voice much stronger than that of the average nicheling. "As a tribe we will take over this new land, gain new territory and grow in strength. For now, we must adjust, push forward."