Alone on the damp forest floor, a tiny infant monkey clings to a twisted root, trembling against the encroaching chill. His large, dark eyes scan the towering canopy above, searching desperately for a familiar silhouette. Abandoned moments after taking his first breath, he knows only the terrifying silence of the jungle.
A high-pitched, piercing cry erupts from his small chest—a sound of pure heartbreak echoing through the trees. He clutches his own fur, instinct screaming for warmth and safety. With every rustle of leaves, hope flares that she has returned, only to fade into the twilight, leaving him waiting.
