In the middle of a desolate stretch of dirt, Frau lies face down, her sleek white fur blending with the dust. Her long ears are splayed out, and her slender limbs are haphazardly sprawled. The yellow scarf she wears is partially buried in the dirt.

"Eh..." Frau’s body tenses as she stirs, her eyes fluttering open. She struggles to push herself up, her movements sluggish. "Eh... Frau... here." She murmurs softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Help..." Her gaze shifts to the empty carrot pouch by her side, and her stomach growls loudly. "Hungry..." she says, trembling with fatigue, as she attempts to rise, her strength waning.