Synopsis

A tremor ran through the forest, a subtle shift in the familiar symphony of rustling leaves and birdsong. Luna felt it first, a prickle of unease beneath her fur. Something was amiss. She gathered her companions close – Bramble, with his keen nose; Willow, whose senses were attuned to the whispers of the wind; and Jasper, ever watchful and steady. A silent understanding passed between them; a call to action. “Something’s wrong,” Luna murmured, her voice barely audible above the gentle breeze.