The peaceful quiet of the early morning forest was broken by a sudden cry that echoed through the trees. Little Miko, a playful young monkey who loved climbing higher than the others, had been swinging from branch to branch with his usual excitement. But today, his tiny hands slipped on a wet vine after last night’s rain. Before he understood what was happening, Miko lost his balance and tumbled down from the tall fig tree he loved so much.
The fall was fast, frightening, and ended with a painful thud on the ground below. For a moment, the little monkey couldn’t move. The shock left him trembling, and sharp pain spread through his small body. His left leg hurt badly, and he struggled to lift himself, whimpering softly. The forest, usually full of cheerful sounds, felt strangely quiet around him.
Miko’s mother, Lira, heard his cry and rushed toward him with her heart pounding. When she reached him, she gently touched his head, trying to calm his trembling. The other members of the troop gathered nearby, watching with deep concern. Monkeys rarely stay still, but now every one of them stood silent, sensing the seriousness of Miko’s injuries.
Lira lifted him carefully, supporting his weak body as she moved him to a safer, softer resting place under the shade of a large tree. She groomed him tenderly, hoping to comfort him while he whimpered in pain. The troop stayed close, offering protection and warmth, as if reminding Miko he wasn’t alone.
Though the fall had seriously injured the little monkey, his family’s care gave him strength. Miko still had a difficult journey to recover, but surrounded by love, patience, and support, there was hope that he would slowly heal and return to the trees he once climbed so happily.
