Plot
Some time has passed since the race in "Robbie The Reindeer" and the group of reindeers have set up a tourist business offering guided tours. When an accident occurs on one such tour Robbie believes he was saved by a long lost tribe of Vikings - supposed to have been wiped out years ago. No one believes him and they are more concerned with the business losing money. When the evil Blitzen is released from prison 50 years early he promises to help them turn things around but double crosses them with the help of a master of disguise rabbit. Robbie escapes and goes to the Viking tribe to help him and his friends overcome Blitzen.
Keywords: cartoon-reindeer, christmas, clay-animation, reindeer, tour, tourist, viking
Robbie: Blitzen, let my friends go. Do what you want with me, but let the others go.::Blitzen: No. Now shut up and die.
Blitzen: Do you know what I practiced every day in prison, Robbie?::Robbie: Was it the flute?::Blitzen: No.::Robbie: Conversational Spanish?::Blitzen: No. Kung-fu!::Robbie: I was worried it'd be something like that.
Old Jingle: Yes, I'll send you an E-mail.::[picks up computer]::Old Jingle: Anyone else going to the post box?
Old Jingle: If there are any Vikings left, I'll gladly eat this sofa. [door bell rings] I may need more ketchup.
Koala: You call this a resort? Look at those huts.::Robbie: Chalets.::Koala: I'd like to meet the one who built those.::Robbie: Well, whoever did built those, I bet he worked really hard, and still has splinters. Ow!
Blitzen: Power: one of the few things in life that's nicer than toast.
Donner: I got some lighters.::Robbie: I got a fold-out pan.::Prancer: Turntables, mirror ball, speakers... I didn't think there was much nightlife out here, so I packed up my disco. Disco Prancer, it's an essential.
Robbie: You know what the worst part of it is? He made us built our own trap.::Donner: That's it! That's the best news ever.::Prancer: What?::Donner: Every one of us built one part of this. Robbie, what part did you build?::Robbie: Over there. [points to a shoddily-built corner]::Donner: That's it.::Robbie: Huh?::Prancer: Prancer? [Prancer blows on corner, planks fall apart]
Plot
Some time has passed since the race in "Robbie The Reindeer" and the group of reindeers have set up a tourist business offering guided tours. When an accident occurs on one such tour Robbie believes he was saved by a long lost tribe of Vikings - supposed to have been wiped out years ago. No one believes him and they are more concerned with the business losing money. When the evil Blitzen is released from prison 50 years early he promises to help them turn things around but double crosses them with the help of a master of disguise rabbit. Robbie escapes and goes to the Viking tribe to help him and his friends overcome Blitzen.
Keywords: cartoon-reindeer, christmas, clay-animation, reindeer, tour, tourist, viking
Robbie: Blitzen, let my friends go. Do what you want with me, but let the others go.::Blitzen: No. Now shut up and die.
Blitzen: Do you know what I practiced every day in prison, Robbie?::Robbie: Was it the flute?::Blitzen: No.::Robbie: Conversational Spanish?::Blitzen: No. Kung-fu!::Robbie: I was worried it'd be something like that.
Old Jingle: Yes, I'll send you an E-mail.::[picks up computer]::Old Jingle: Anyone else going to the post box?
Old Jingle: If there are any Vikings left, I'll gladly eat this sofa. [door bell rings] I may need more ketchup.
Koala: You call this a resort? Look at those huts.::Robbie: Chalets.::Koala: I'd like to meet the one who built those.::Robbie: Well, whoever did built those, I bet he worked really hard, and still has splinters. Ow!
Blitzen: Power: one of the few things in life that's nicer than toast.
Donner: I got some lighters.::Robbie: I got a fold-out pan.::Prancer: Turntables, mirror ball, speakers... I didn't think there was much nightlife out here, so I packed up my disco. Disco Prancer, it's an essential.
Robbie: You know what the worst part of it is? He made us built our own trap.::Donner: That's it! That's the best news ever.::Prancer: What?::Donner: Every one of us built one part of this. Robbie, what part did you build?::Robbie: Over there. [points to a shoddily-built corner]::Donner: That's it.::Robbie: Huh?::Prancer: Prancer? [Prancer blows on corner, planks fall apart]
The arctic fox (Vulpes lagopus, formerly known as Alopex lagopus), also known as the white fox, polar fox or snow fox, is a small fox native to Arctic regions of the Northern Hemisphere and is common throughout the Arctic tundra biome. The Greek word alopex, (ἀλώπηξ) means a fox and Vulpes is the Latin version. Lagopus is derived from Ancient Greek lago (λαγως), meaning "hare", + pous (πους), "foot" and refers to the hair on its feet. Although it has previously been assigned to its own genus Alopex, genetic evidence places it in Vulpes (Mammal Species of the World) with the majority of the other foxes.
The arctic fox lives in some of the most frigid extremes on the planet. Among its adaptations for cold survival are its deep, thick fur, a system of countercurrent heat exchange in the circulation of paws to retain core temperature, and a good supply of body fat. The fox has a low surface area to volume ratio, as evidenced by its generally rounded body shape, short muzzle and legs, and short, thick ears. Since less of its surface area is exposed to the arctic cold, less heat escapes the body. Its furry paws allow it to walk on ice in search of food. The arctic fox has such keen hearing that it can precisely locate the position of prey under the snow. When it finds prey, it pounces and punches through the snow to catch its victim. Its fur changes colour with the seasons: in the winter it is white to blend in with snow, while in the summer it is brown.