Little A Tong was outside when the big rain suddenly started.
The sky turned dark.
The rain poured down fast.
Too fast.
“Eee…?”
A small, confused sound came from him as drops began to hit his tiny body.
Cold.
Wet.
Scary.
Then—
“EEEEEE!”
A Tong burst into a loud, upset cry, his voice shaking as the heavy rain surrounded him. His tiny body trembled, unsure and overwhelmed.
“Eee! Eee!”
He looked around, trying to find comfort—but the rain kept falling, making everything feel louder and more frightening.
He didn’t understand what was happening.
Only that he didn’t like it.
His cries grew sharper, more desperate, calling for Mom to come help him.
Water soaked his fur.
The ground felt strange.
Everything felt wrong.
Then—
Mom rushed over.
Quick.
Protective.
She gently picked him up, holding him close and shielding him from the rain.
Instantly—
His cries softened.
His body relaxed.
Now safe in her arms, away from the cold rain, A Tong calmed down, holding onto her tightly.
“Eee…”
A soft, relieved sound.
For little A Tong, the big rain felt overwhelming—but with Mom’s warmth and protection, the fear quickly fades away.
