I am back in the bush, well sort of. There is not much left. I have heard the horrible forecasts that there is only 20% of my natural habitat left, but seeing the reality is a nightmare. There are nearly no trees left, humans build their homes where I had my home in the past and there are bulldozers everywhere. Where are all my friends?

On this building site I meet a bat named Elvis and we became friends. For him the situation is even worse. He loses his natural habitat and nearly no one cares about it. He thinks that is because he is not as cute as we koalas are. Why do humans kill our trees anyway? Don’t we all have the right to live?