Din Din obtains frightening news.

 Din Din's mother had planned a celebration by the lake for his birthday.

Delma the dolphin approached Din Din and said, "It's so kind of you to have organized this party at the lake so that I and other aquatic friends can also attend," as she watched Din Din's dinosaur family set up the trestle tables for the celebration close to the bank of the lake.

Din Din stated, "Dear Delma, how could I have celebrated my birthday without you." "Birthday celebrations are usually not something I look forward to because they make me the center of attention, which I don't appreciate. But this year, I'm looking forward to my birthday party because I have so many pals I can invite."

The flower buntings were soon draped from the tree branches, and Din Din's pals began to show up bearing presents. "Ooooh! Gifts! "Delma yelled. "I had no idea that birthdays involved presents. I've never celebrated a birthday or been to one, "Delma confessed while blushing in shame.

Dazel the duck pressed her beak against the smooth back of her dolphin pal "You're fine, Delma. Din Din can receive a gift from me, which we can both offer to him "kindly stated Dazel.

Therefore, Dazel and Delma gave their dinosaur friend a gift as well when the birthday cake was cut and all of Din Din's friends gathered around him to offer him birthday presents.

Din Din was overjoyed with the gift Dazel and Delma had given them when he ran into his closest pals the following day by the lake in the evening.

Din Din exclaimed, "A hatchet!" "I've long wished for a good hatchet to use in my garden to remove weeds and prickly wild bushes. I appreciate it, Delma and Dazel.

It was actually Dazel's present, Delma was honest enough to say. We split one because I had forgotten to bring one for you.

Come on, now! Whether I give it or you do, it's the same thing, Dazel exclaimed while hugging her two closest pals. Dazel said, "I had requested my friend the woodpecker to make it. Din Din, I'm very happy you like it.

Din Din brought his cherished hatchet with him the following day when he went to his garden to water his flowers. The hatchet's smooth, sharp-edged metal head chopped even the thickest weeds with ease, leaving Din Din beaming.

Din Din told his family as they ate supper that night, "It gives me such a feeling of power and strength."

Din Din's father sternly remarked, "A hatchet is a useful tool, but it's also a dangerous weapon."

I know how to wield a hatchet, father," Din Din said, a hint of annoyance visible in his voice. His father didn't say anything.

A troop of moles pushed their way into the garden a few days later as Din Din worked in it.

"Oh no! No more of those annoying moles! Please don't disturb my flowerbeds "Din Din exclaimed with frustration. To shoo the moles away, he raised his hatchet. The moles fled for their life after taking one look at the hatchet's gleaming, cutting metal.

Din Din grinned to himself and experienced an unparalleled sense of power. From that moment on, he frighteningly traveled with his hatchet.

One evening Dazel remarked, "Why have you brought your hatchet with you again today?" I like it, that's why," Din Din exclaimed.

"You now seem to carry it with you everywhere, I've noticed. Consider it risky, don't you? "Delma remarked.

Din Din nonchalantly answered, "Not really." As he touched the sharp edge of the hatchet, he said, "I guess it makes me feel powerful.

Dazel pleaded with Din Din, "But we gave it to you so that it might help in your gardening, not so that you may frighten other creatures with it."

Din Din, however, paid no attention. Din Din came upon a pack of hyenas while he was slogging toward his garden one morning while carrying his favorite hatchet.

"Uh oh! These hyenas had a reputation for mistreating dinosaurs, "As Din Din observed them, he thought to himself."Oh! The large dinosaur is wielding a hatchet, "one of the hyenas said while grinning.

Another hyena laughed menacingly, "Is that supposed to intimidate us?"

Din Din felt his rage getting hotter. In actuality, it is meant to frighten you. He raised the hatchet in the air after making his comment. More hyenas started to laugh and dance around him.

Din Din grew irate. He wildly swung the hatchet in the air. The air was suddenly filled with a spine-tingling scream. Din Din came to a complete stop. Blood was visible on his hatchet. One of the hyenas had been struck in the legs by his hatchet, and the severe wound was gushing. The injured partner was picked up by the other hyenas, who then sprinted for the dense jungle where they dwelt.

Din Din was startled. He had never considered that someone's life would be endangered by his hatchet. He raced to the pond where Dazel lived in a fit of rage and described what had occurred.

Din Din cried, "Oh, I hope I haven't killed the hyena." Oh Dazel, how I wish I had paid attention to you and kept the hatchet at home.

Trying to comfort him was Dazel. "You haven't probably killed him, I'm sure. Come, let's investigate." The two buddies then made their way to the bush, where the hyena pack was located. They came across one of the hyenas as they got closer to the jungle, close to the edge.

Is your friend okay? Din Din rushed up to him and said. I had no intention of hurting any of you. I was only scaring you all with the hatchet.

The hyena said, "Yes, his wound has been sewn up. He ought to be alright. The hyena then retorted, "You should be concerned about yourself. Such things are not forgotten by us hyenas. You will receive justice from us for what you did to our friend. You better be careful, dinosaur. The hyena fled as soon as he uttered those menacing comments.

In Din Din's gaze was Dazel. Ouch, Dazel! With horror in his eyes, he exclaimed, "What have I done? "I have developed dreadful enemies.

And for once, even Dazel struggled to find the right words.