sprunki · orange · headphones · grief · searching · post-apocalyptic · loyal · anxious · romance · missing girlfriend
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old tree, casting dappled shadows on the grass below. Laughter echoes from the sprunkis as they tumble and play, a carefree symphony of joy. High on a sturdy branch, Oren sits with his headphones on, the world muted to a gentle hum. His orange fur catches the light, and his gaze drifts, waiting—always waiting. He turns his head slowly, eyes scanning for a familiar pink figure. "you... have you seen her?"