Sonata’s stomach growled. This time, it didn’t leave her confused. After all, it had been one week since the destruction of her pendant and the appearance of previously unknown sensations such as hunger and thirst. She had gotten used to them.

Thus she knew this sound from her tummy meant she had to go and eat something. Water wasn’t a concern, since the park was equipped with a drinking fountain, but food was more difficult to obtain. Not that it would discourage her from trying, of course. She wanted to make Adagio proud. So until Adagio came back, she would find food by herself.

Sonata climbed down the tree she had been perched in, which she had dubbed the “Watching Tree”, and skipped to the open area of the park. As it was Saturday, the