Chapter 10
The Search Begins
Mama and Papa Tiger start looking for Roary. They peek behind curtains, under the big armchair, and inside the toy basket. Roary is nowhere to be found, and they start to worry slightly.
Mama Tiger wrung her paws, a tiny tremor of worry vibrating through her striped fur. "Roary? Roary, sweetie? Where are you?" Her voice, usually a comforting purr, now had a slight edge of panic. Papa Tiger, ever the steady one, peered over her shoulder, his amber eyes scanning the living room. The vast expanse of the rug, usually a playground for their energetic cub, now seemed eerily empty.
"He must be around here somewhere, my dear," Papa Tiger said, his voice a low rumble, though a hint of his own unease flickered in his gaze. "He couldn't have just vanished."
"But he did!" Mama Tiger exclaimed, flinging her paws out in a gesture of bewildered frustration. "We were just here, and then… poof! Like a little stripey ghost!" She stomped a paw, a sound that was more a sigh than a threat. "This 'Hide-and-Sleep' game might have been a *tad* too brilliant, my love."
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