It was a quiet afternoon at Lyly’s little home. She had just finished her snack and was happily playing with her favorite toy when suddenly, she heard footsteps outside the gate. Curious as ever, Lyly scampered to the front, her tiny hands gripping the fence as her big eyes widened in surprise. Standing there was someone she had never seen before—a tall stranger with a friendly smile.
But to Lyly, he didn’t seem so friendly at first. She tilted her head, blinking rapidly as if to say, “Who are you, and what are you doing here?” Her little tail flicked nervously, and she shuffled back a few steps, unsure of what to think.
The stranger knelt down, speaking softly, trying to show he meant no harm. But Lyly wasn’t convinced. She puffed up her chest, letting out a tiny squeak of defiance, her way of warning him to stay back. Her eyes darted around, looking for her mother, hoping she would appear to explain what was happening.
Her confusion quickly turned into curiosity. She crept closer, inch by inch, sniffing the air and watching his every move. The stranger extended a hand, not too close, just enough for Lyly to see he carried no threat. Still, Lyly crossed her arms and gave him the funniest little frown, as if demanding answers.
Finally, her mother arrived, walking quickly to the gate. Lyly immediately ran to her, clinging to her side and chattering in relief. Her mother spoke calmly to the stranger, and slowly, Lyly began to realize this person wasn’t dangerous at all—just someone new who had come to visit.
Though her confusion faded, Lyly stayed tucked close to her mom, peeking out every few seconds with wide eyes. It would take time before she could fully trust the newcomer, but one thing was certain—Monkey Lyly was never shy about letting the world know exactly what she was thinking.
