Tiny Monkey Luno loved climbing tall trees in the bright jungle. One sunny morning, he reached for a branch that was just a little too far. Suddenly, his tiny hands slipped, and down he tumbled through the leaves. Luno landed softly on the grass but felt scared and shaky. His eyes filled with tears, and he cried quietly, “Mama?” The jungle felt big and lonely. Birds chirped above while Luno looked around, hoping to see his mother. He wiped his eyes with his small paw and called again. Soon, he heard gentle rustling. Mother Monkey hurried down the tree, ready to comfort her little Luno.
