Into the Wilderness
The deeper they went, the more the zoo’s sounds faded into silence. Birds called from high trees, and the faint rush of water trickled somewhere nearby. The baby hippo paused often, squealing before moving again, as if confirming its direction. Julia’s chest tightened with hope.
Each step felt more urgent, knowing a lost adult hippo could panic or become aggressive in unfamiliar surroundings. David stayed alert, his eyes sweeping the shadows. Still, they pressed forward without hesitation.
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