He could almost reach it.
The very ends of cream fur dusted the slimy side of the crevice.
The lemur shuddered, his fingertips brushing the elusive polygon.
He rolled his shoulders forward a bit more.
GOT IT!
It was shiny. Fascinated He turned it over and over and over, watching the light catch off the rock.
"Momo! Food!"
Momo's head snapped up.
Food?
Chucking the stone over his shoulder he dashed off towards the voice, leaving his hard won prize in the mud. It was pretty, but food was nicer.
I was very sad to find no stories under Momo's name so I decided to fix it with this pointless little diddy. Momo seems to have a rather short attention span.