HEO 140

He searched everywhere: the rooftops, the nearby trees, the windowsills, where the birds were, and where the birds might linger. Nowhere was the white parrot to be seen.

“Prince? Prince!”

Wolf shouted, leaning his upper body far out the window. Only an echo returned. The white parrot, which should have fluttered back, calling out “Wolf! Wolf!” in its cute, childlike voice as usual, did not appear.