Sorry it took so long, I've been busy!

I kept on looking. I used my ears to try to hear them. Lemurs have a great hearing, or at least I have pretty good hearing. Ivy, on the other hand has great hearing. And dogs, and-
Uh! Got to find them!
The wind blows over my fur. I stand it and continue to walk on, searching.
Sudden thought, I would look cool with an earring. 
Not now! Find!
I hear Rico calling so I run and find him. He just wanted us to get back together. We shouldn't be away from each other in a situation like this! You decide if that was sarcasm.
I hear a scream. Trees don't scream, do they?
Or it was the wind. The tornado is almost apon us. Time to panic! No, I'd better not. We could end up in Oz! (lol, jk)
Wait... There is a conveniently placed branch just reachable at a reason to pull. And it's, artificial! I pull.
A door opens up in the tree. Rico and I exchange glances. I hear the scream of the wind. Then I hear a scream down below. From the tree.
I jump down. 
"Palm, wait!" Rico shouts, and jumps down with me. The door closes leaving us falling for a segundo in darkness.
Falling, falling. You know, I probably would look good with an earring. Maybe I can ask Maurice to get me one-
Ow! We have landed. My booty hurts. (what the...)
We look up to find Ivy chasing Henna with a baseball bat.
"Don't!" Smack. "Ever!" Smack. "Do!" Smack. "That!" Smack.
"It was," Smack. "Revenge!" Smack. "Sweet re-" Smack. "Venge!"
Rico gets his own bat, wanting to cadastrar-se in to beat the chicken. I hold his bat above his head and break it in half. 
"Aw." he says.
Then I grab Ivy's bat. "What the heck happened? Give the short story, there's a killer tornado outside!"
"Well- well, we'll be seguro down here!" Henna clucks.
"How far down is it?" I ask.
"Five- five feet down!"
"Not far enough!" I whistle.
"Of-of course it is. Your getting your facts wrong!"
"If it was a small tornado, we'd be safe. But with one this large..."
"Ay yiy yiy. We gotta get outa hereh!" Rico exclaimed. He grabbed us all and used a grappling hook to get us out.
The tornado was almost here. There was almost no way we could get out of it's path. We couldn't run, but...
"Rico, rocket boosters!" Ivy exclaimed, and got some from Rico. She strapped them to her back. We clump onto her and we tried to get away.
Henna lost her grip and was sucked into the tornado.
"Henna!" I exclaimed, trying to grasp her wing, with no luck. I look on the booster to see if I can make it go faster.
And I accidentally turn it off.
We fall down. I make a perfect landing on my four hands. The others, not so well. Rico lands on his stomach, and Ivy lands on her back. They try to get up and run. I run as soon as I hit the ground. 
Rico and Ivy get up and start running on their little pinguim legs. Rico loses balance, falls, and gets sucked in. Ivy continues running, but doesn't get far because of her natural slowness on her feet.
I continue running. I won't make it much farther. It's a fight for survival. There seems to be no chance whatsoever. And if I don't make it, I hope everyone else is okay. Everyone.
I stop running and stand up on my two feet. I calmly do a cartwheel. It seems crazy, but I know what I'm doing. Hopefully not participating the last moments of my life. 
Not the first time close to death. There we times like when I risked my lives for the penguins. Multiple times. I've risked everything for them, and lost some of my ear and tail because of it. But I've gained amor and trust. A good way to spend my life.
Tell Maurice I amor him.
I'm in the tornado.