Arctic Wolves.

And musk oxen are one of their favorite prey.

Chris?

Martin?

Uh-oh, we'’’re on either side of the most epic predator/prey relationship of the entire tundra.

We'’’re the predators.

We'’’re the prey.

Uh, this is awkward.

(Baaing) Easy, Kid Musky.

Don'’’t worry, I'’’ll think of something.

I know you guys are predators, and your survival depends on hunting meat.

That'’’s just the way nature works, but it'’’s just a little musk ox calf, and he'’’s really cute.

But Baby Tooth is really cute too.

And he'’’s hungry.

He needs something to eat or he won'’’t survive.

There are no winners here!

(Growling) Okay, um... Musk ox are prey that have a defense strategy of safety in numbers.

Except the problem is we have no numbers!

Just one baby musk ox and one me!

(Zapping) (Gasping) Yes!

A musk ox Power Disc!

Make that two musk oxen!

Whew!

Good work, Aviva.

You got it to him just in time.

Yeah, and good job extrapolating Martin'’’s location from Chris'’’s.

MARTIN: Activate musk ox power!

♪ Wow!

I feel big and strong.