The day was sunny and bright, but for baby monkey Pani, it was anything but cheerful. The tiny monkey clung tightly to a small blanket as she sat in the corner of a new room. Everything around her felt strange—the unfamiliar smells, the soft hum of distant voices, and the absence of the comforting sounds she was used to.
Pani’s little chest rose and fell rapidly as her big, worried eyes darted around the room. She whimpered softly, her tiny hands gripping the edge of the blanket like a lifeline. Every creak of the floor or whisper of the wind outside made her flinch.
Her new human mom, observing from a distance, approached slowly. She crouched down to Pani’s level, holding out a small piece of banana. “It’s okay, Pani,” she cooed softly. “You’re safe here.”
But Pani wasn’t convinced. She let out a high-pitched squeak and scurried to a corner, her tiny tail curling tightly around her body. The new environment was overwhelming, and she didn’t know who to trust yet.
Mom sat down on the floor and waited patiently. She placed the banana on a small plate and began humming a gentle tune. Her calm demeanor slowly seemed to ease Pani’s panic. The little monkey peeked out from her corner, her curious eyes watching every move.
After a few moments, Pani cautiously crept forward, inch by inch, until she was close enough to grab the banana. She took it quickly and scampered back to her corner, nibbling on the fruit while keeping an eye on Mom.
Mom smiled softly. “You’ll get used to this, little one. I promise.”
Pani didn’t respond, but her tiny body relaxed slightly. Maybe this new place wasn’t so scary after all.
