Libby, the wise and nurturing mother monkey, stood at the edge of the sparkling river, her eyes glimmering with determination. Today was a big day for her baby, Leo. The little one clung to her leg, shivering as a cool breeze blew through the trees. The river shimmered invitingly, but to Leo, it looked like a vast, intimidating world.
“Come on, Leo,” Libby chirped, her voice gentle but firm. She waded into the water, her movements deliberate to show Leo it was safe. Leo hesitated, his tiny arms wrapped around himself. The chilly air made his little body tremble. His soft whimpers tugged at Libby’s heart, but she knew the importance of this lesson.
With a reassuring smile, Libby returned to Leo, scooped him up, and cradled him against her chest. Slowly, she stepped into the water again, letting him feel her warmth even as the cool river lapped at his fur.
“See? It’s not so bad,” she cooed.
Leo’s big eyes darted around, unsure, but with his mother’s steady presence, he relaxed. Moments later, he began paddling instinctively. Though his tiny teeth chattered, Libby’s proud grin told him everything: he was brave, and he could do it.