Under the thick jungle canopy, baby monkey Chloe was on a mission. Her tiny arms wrapped around her little brother, struggling to lift him as she moved carefully along the forest floor. The baby clung to her tightly, whimpering softly, as if he knew his sister was his only protection.
Chloe’s heart pounded. She had seen their mother disappear into the distance, leaving them behind. The jungle was vast, full of strange sounds—rustling leaves, chirping insects, and the occasional distant call of another monkey troop. But none of them were their mother.
Determined, Chloe gritted her teeth and tried again. Her brother was still so small, his body light but fragile in her grasp. She wrapped her little arms under his belly and lifted with all her strength. One step. Two steps. Her legs trembled, but she didn’t stop.
Suddenly, a loud rustling nearby made Chloe freeze. Was it danger? Another animal? Her little brother let out a tiny cry, burying his face in her chest. Chloe quickly scurried behind a fallen log, hugging him close, her own breath shaky.
Minutes passed. The jungle quieted again. With renewed determination, Chloe stood up, adjusting her grip on her brother. No matter how hard it was, she had to keep going. She had to find their mother, had to keep him safe.
Step by step, Chloe carried on, her small but mighty heart filled with love and responsibility. A sister’s strength was more powerful than fear.
