A Sweet Discovery

Stepping away from the book on the rug, I padded across the cool wooden hallway to inspect the rest of the house. In the bright morning corner of the kitchen, resting on a low slatted crate, sat a cluster of produce. I approached with steady, deliberate hops, pausing to take in the warm scent before gently resting my beak against the smooth, golden skin of a ripe mango. It felt solid, fragrant, and perfectly at peace in the morning light. A diligent guardian must always ensure the home is safe and well-supplied, and finding the king of fruits right here made my morning patrol feel thoroughly complete.