Conny dashed along the woods, running so fast, she was leaving critters, squirrels, and birds in her dust, literally. Why was she running so fast? She was searching for a certain child, she who had gone missing after an incident on the outskirts of the village, right by their home. The other beasties, upon hearing of the incident, were dealing with the perpetrators at the moment, save for a few. As she was the fastest- something that was to be expected from the rabbit beastie- she and those few beasties went to search for Clara instead, splitting up as they did to cover more ground. “Come on, Clara, where are you…?” Conny muttered, for she had been searching every inch of the woods for almost an hour, checked every log and tree, be it trunk or branches, for the cat beastie, only to come u

