In an area of ​​the forest, Kagaskan grabs an apple from a tree.

—"This fruit looks good, take it sweetly."

She brings the fruit to her little hatchling, which is in that pouch in her stomach. The little kangaskan smiles and grabs the fruit with her little paws, taking bites eagerly out of hunger.

The Kangaskan smiles when she sees her calf eating, so she decides to sit on the grass so as not to bother her too much, grabbing a wad of grass, bringing it to her mouth.

Damn... Every time finding fruits or berries in this forest is becoming more difficult... my little won't be able to nourish himself well.

The Kangaskan gently caresses her calf, making the little one have a little fun.

—"Hehe, my little pride."

She moves her tail slightly from side to side, enjoying the momentary peace, when she hears some noises nearby, she becomes alert. The little kangaskan hides a little in its mother's pouch, having a visible fear of the unknown.

—"Stay with mommy, she will take care of whatever it is..."

She gets into a defensive position, looking to the sides, looking for hostile activity.