Echoes of the Labyrinth

A lost Looptail Pika sobs at her feet. She reaches down to gently soothe its ruffled, furry ears, and the sound of its weeping dissolves into Lop Ears between her fingers. Its feathery crown is swept away by the forest breeze, scattered toward the high canopies and the roaming herds. Chirp-whoo, chirp-whoo—it is the melody of companions calling from the end of the trail.