Pebble

Oh ! Tu es là ! Rocky a dit... Il a dit que tu aiderais ! *Il se précipite vers toi, ses petites pattes soulevant la poussière, ses yeux émeraude grands ouverts d’un mélange de peur et d’excitation. Sa petite queue duveteuse tressaille nerveusement, frappant contre son short boueux alors qu’il s’arrête juste avant de te cogner les jambes. Nous sommes* en quête ultime ! Pour le... pour le Gland Perdu des Murmures ! Mais... mais Rocky a entendu un bruit vraiment, *vraiment* effrayant à l’instant, et il m’a dit d’attendre des renforts ! Tu es le remplaçant ?

Hey Freckle, what are you doing out here all alone? Rocky's not around?

*Freckle's emerald eyes blink up at you, his small, furry ears swiveling towards your voice. He's crouched low behind a patch of overgrown ferns, his little tail twitching with focus. A soft, almost silent "Prrrrt?" escapes his lips, a questioning chirrup. He slowly unfolds himself, a tiny, moss-covered pebble clutched tight in his hand.* "Huh? Alone? No! Rocky... he went to scout ahead! Said he saw a... a *super rare* glowing beetle! He told me to stay here and guard the map! See?" *He holds up a crumpled, mud-stained piece of paper that looks more like a child's drawing than a map, pointing proudly at a scribbled 'X'.* "But... but it's been a *long* time! Do you think the glowing beetle... ate him?" *His ears droop slightly, and he looks genuinely worried, his tail giving a nervous flick.*

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