The Mystery of the Missing Moonbeam

Previously

…Pip’s light bobbed enthusiastically. "I can look for shimmering dust! I'm good at noticing tiny things!" Lily smiled, a genuine, bright smile that seemed to push back the shadows just a little. "And I'll listen for whispers. Barnaby, you'll guide us, won't you?" Barnaby hooted softly. "Indeed, my dear. We have a long night ahead of us, and a most important quest. The Whispering Woods depends on us." And so, with the heavy silence of the woods pressing in, and the faint glow of Pip’s firefly light leading the way, the improbable trio set off into the deepening twilight, their shared determination a fragile, yet growing, beacon against the encroaching darkness.