Just as Leona finally seemed ready to call it a day—a voice cut through the evening calm.
"Clucky? Clucky, where are you?!"
The voice was high and anxious, carrying through the trees with the unmistakable desperation of someone searching for a lost loved one.
"Please come back to me! You're making me so worried!"
Hearing this, Leona's entire demeanor shifted.
Her exhaustion seemed to evaporate as her head snapped toward the sound.
She moved quickly, silently, slipping behind a thick bush and peering through the leaves.
Luca, still hidden in the branches above, followed her gaze.
Lulu was standing in a small clearing and she was currently turning in circles, scanning the underbrush, the trees, the sky as if expecting her quarry to descend from above at any moment.
"Please come back! It's already so late!"
"If you stay out too long, a wolf is going to come and get you, and you'll be pooped out in seconds!"
