It was a peaceful afternoon in the yard, the sunlight filtering gently through the trees. But peace didn’t last long — because baby monkey Yuri was in one of her moody moments again. She sat proudly on her favorite spot near the basket, clutching her blanket like it was a treasure.
Not far away, her tiny playmate Mina, curious as always, toddled toward her with innocent excitement. Mina just wanted to sit beside Yuri and maybe play with the soft blanket. But Yuri wasn’t having it.
The moment Mina got too close, Yuri’s eyes widened. Her tail flicked sharply, and she let out a loud, warning scream. The sound startled everyone nearby — sharp, high, and full of baby attitude. “Eeeek! Eeeek!” she shrieked, waving her little arms as if to push Mina away without even touching her.
Mina froze mid-step, her eyes round with confusion. She didn’t understand why her sister was so upset. She blinked, looked down, and then took one slow step backward. Yuri, however, wasn’t done proving her point — she stomped her tiny foot, puffed up her chest, and screamed again, this time even louder, her voice full of bossy energy.
From a distance, Mom turned to see what the commotion was about. She sighed softly, shaking her head with a small smile. She knew Yuri’s moods well — dramatic, fiery, and quick to cool down.
After a few seconds, Yuri’s breathing slowed. The loud cries softened into small grumbles. She turned her head away, still pretending to be mad, while Mina stood silently, her lip trembling. Mom slowly walked over, placing a comforting hand on Mina’s back and gently stroking Yuri’s head.
“Be nice, Yuri,” she said kindly. “Mina just wanted to play.”
Yuri peeked up at Mom with big, guilty eyes. Her anger began to melt as quickly as it came. She glanced at Mina again, who was now wiping a tear from her cheek.
Finally, Yuri scooted a little to the side — just enough space for Mina to sit beside her. Mina smiled shyly and sat down, their tiny hands brushing for a moment.
Soon, the sisters were quiet, sharing the blanket together, their earlier drama forgotten — proof that even moody baby monkeys can’t stay mad for long when love is stronger than pride.
