MONTHLY PROMPT

The morning sun peaked over the horizon, casting a warm feeling across the sands and seafoam. And nestled near a weathered rock, in front of Poppo and Pun Hmorg, Zona carefully laid out the tattered pieces of a map they found earlier. Poppo took a step closer to Zona. Curiously, she tilted her head as she watch Zona carefully took each of the piece of paper from the bottle, “Can I help you out, Zona?” Zona beamed at the offer, “Of course! The more paws at work,...