The morning air was crisp, the campfire crackling softly as you turned your marshmallow over the flame. Laughter echoed from the others nearby, but for a moment, everything felt still.

Then, soft footsteps approached through the grass. You looked up.

It was Dora, with Boots beside her, both smiling wide.

Dora waved. “Hola! Mind if we join your campfire?”

Boots added with a giggle, “We brought chocolate for s’mores!”