Rain was making her way through the forest in her search for the orphanage. She was stumbling around as she had been awake all night trying to get here. Rain stopped to rest a moment when she saw something super fluffy by a small tree trunk. "It must be mine." Rain crept up on it, the fluffy thing didn't seem to move often. "Good. Almost there."  Then she pounced on it, wrapping her tiny arms around it.