declared Zoe, hitting enter on the keyboard in front of her. Her result flashed up on the screen: “Animal print identification quiz – 49 out of 50. Congratulations, Wild Operative Zoe Woodward!” “I’ve got them all right,” boasted Ben, her twin brother, as he finished seconds after her. He looked at Zoe’s results. “Fancy not knowing the shape of the moose hoof!” “Well, it’s hard,” protested Zoe. “All the deer prints are so alike. I had to guess.” Ben grinned. “So did I,” he admitted. He pushed his chair back and looked round at the state-of-the-art education centre, with its row of computer terminals and huge resource area full of books and manuals, maps and charts. “This place is so cool,” he said. “In fact, everything we’ve done here at Wild HQ has been awesome. The climbing wall was the best.” “The water sports were my favourite,” said Zoe. “Especially the canoeing.” Ben and Zoe were very unusual eleven-year-olds. They were the youngest operatives in Wild, a top-secret organisation dedicated to saving endangered animals.
