01x01 - Herderboy

[bunniefuu]

Woo-hoo!

Hmm?

Dushiime, Isingoma,
prepare for harvest.

Yes, Captain Katono.

Initiating
Tazama protocol.

A-ah,
with these eyes...

there's
no need to scan.

We will follow
protocol, Dushiime.

"We". I'm telling you,
nothing gets past me.

Whoa!

Search complete.

- No Spirits detected.
- Huh?

For now.

Ha, they must have
sensed my overwhelming presence.

You are
quite overwhelming.

Staff.

Controller.

Chwezinite.

Okay.

Greetings.

You guys look like
you could use a hand.

Whoa!

Go, go, go, go, go.

You'll get
me seen before I'm ready.

Come on. Come on.

Yes!

No.

- No, no, no, no, no, no.

Sorry.

Moo?

- Ow, ow, aah!
Ndahura,

what are you doing here?

You, you guys look like a hand.

I mean, greetings.

Honored Herders!

I have a staff and a controller.

I can fight for Chwezi
and defend our people.

I am ready to become one of you!

Captain Katono,

is it bring-your-little-brother-
to-work-day already?

Is that a thing?

You never told me
about that, KK.

Don't call me KK.

Eh? The little soldier
has even his own medals.

I'm not a...

Little soldier, the Bachwezi
have nothing to fear.

I once defeated over 20 Spirits

with a single blade of grass.

20 Spirits?
I count two medals.

What was that, basket-head?

You both
have imaginary medals!

The Chwezinite won't
harvest itself.

Of course, Captain KK.
Hmm?

So, when do I get to play
with one of these bad boys?

Ndahura,

it is not what we have,

but what we do that
makes us Herders.

Our food, our clothes,
and the power Chwezi commands,

all come from these cattle and
the Chwezinite they provide.

The choices a Herder makes affects
every single head of cattle.

A responsibility that
cannot be taken lightly.

Hmm? Yeah, yeah.

Cows, responsibility.

But what about the legends?

Dushiime, the
Mighty-Mouthed Herder.

Isingoma, the
Basket-Headed k*ller.

And Captain KK, the
one-eyed Spirit assassin.

I want to be a legend, too.

- You are just a boy!

You can't survive out
here with these toys.

I can fight.

I can be as good as you.

Do you see any fighting?

Chwezi has no use for a little
soldier that refuses to listen.

You leave immediately.

- I'm not going anywhere.

Wait. Something is wrong.

Threat detected.
Threat detected. Threat detected.

- Threat detected. Threat detected...
- Nyamiyonga.

Nyamiyonga!

Dushiime!

Isingoma.

Ah-ah-ah.

- Stand back, little soldier.

Spirit target locked.

Ha!

Now!

Whoa, Captain.

It was just the little soldier.

It's not
worth the risk, really.

We will finish the harvest.

Without distraction.

What the legends
don't tell you...

is that little ones like
you don't make it out here.

We need to move ahead.

- Huh?
- Dushiime, prepare a hovertainer for...

Ndahura?

Ndahura!

Huh?

- Huh?

Looks like you guys
could...

use a hand.

Ndahura?

How?

- Silly!
- Ow!

What were you thinking?

"The choices a Herder makes affects
every single head of cattle."

Huh. I, I still
have a lot to learn.

Looks like we all do.

Hmm.

Huh?

Herderboy, Ndahura.

One and only Legendary
Herder of Spirits.

Nobody's calling you that.

Let's
get back to work.

Wait, so we get to
pick our own names, right?

Two-eyed Spirit Whisperer!

Ooh, I
quite like that one.

No. The First
Spirit King of Chwezi!

This
kid here! The things he says!

Little soldier!