As the night closed in on the young cub, he began to doubt ever finding his friend, after all they had been through, their arguements, stories, good times and bad he missed him dearly. "Kopa.. Where are you?" the cub whispered to himself. The night grew more and more closer as the first star appeared in the sky, a rustle sounded behind the cub. "Kopa?" He smiled as he turned around to look if the rustle was him. Two amber eyes appeared peeking through the bush, and a voice spoke, "You shouldnt stay here kid, its too wild out here.."
