The night was deep, but a sudden storm completely shattered the nighttime tranquility of Pudaxue Mountain.
The wind howled, the wind surged, engulfing an area in an instant, sweeping up a blizzard of snow.
"Awoooo!"
Anxious to the core, Cola resolutely charged into the fierce storm, its streamlined body bursting out with a speed beyond sight, its light brown fur wildly flying, its fluffy tail swaying behind, and its sharp gaze scanning all around, searching for Sprite's whereabouts.
"Awoo??"
Where exactly did the despicable wind take Sprite?
For the first time, Cola encountered such a situation; it could allow Sprite to refuse the Puppy Team's invitation, accept its unannounced departure, but absolutely would not permit any external factor to take Sprite away!
Especially not when it happened right under its nose!
If it couldn't find Sprite, it would feel ashamed of its position as the leader of the Puppy Team.
