Deep in the dark jungle, the whimpering sounds of the immature cub sounded intermittently, calling for its mother. It went from full of life to gradually weakening, and finally fell into silence.
A heavy rain fell, washing away the traces of its existence. This spring rain brought nourishment and vitality to this thirsty forest.
A ray of sunlight in the early morning passed through the gaps between the leaves, shining on the thick rotten leaves. A gust of breeze blew by, and the light and shadow were blurred.
A small black beast cautiously emerged from the hidden grass. There is a small nest in the grass, covered with some dry weeds.
It shook off the water drops on its body and listened to the surroundings with its fluffy ears vigilantly. Only the chirping of birds greeted the arrival of dawn.
Now it is hungry and its limbs are weak. Instinct tells it that it must find food, otherwise it will die.
Intention: Positive and uplifting