The buzz of the jungle was an ever-present sound, humming in her ears like some kind of choir. In a way it was reassuring, a thrum of life, a heartbeat tying the earth to the plants, the plants to the animals, and the animals back to the earth. Birds cawed, insects hummed, and Matcha was part of the greater world that surrounded her.
But today she couldn’t bask in the circle of life. She had a mission....
