The Pangolin Who Curled Up Too Soon
A pangolin is covered in tough, overlapping scales, and when it is frightened it rolls into a tight ball. A young pangolin named Zuri was very good at it. At the first snap of a twig, at a falling leaf, even at her own shadow, she curled up and stayed that way until her heart stopped pounding.
Because she was always curled, Zuri missed a great many things. She missed the termite mound that her mother showed her how to open. She missed the evening when the fireflies rose from the grass. Her friends stopped asking her to come along.
One night the moon was bright, and Zuri heard a rustle in the leaves. She started to curl up, and then she stopped. She peeked out. A small hedgehog stood there, shaking, holding a lantern berry.
"I am lost," he whispered, "and I am scared of the dark."
Zuri felt her fear shrink, because someone needed her. "Follow me," she said. She walked him all the way to his burrow.
On the way back, she saw the fireflies for the first time. Being careful is wise, she thought, but it is not wise to hide from everything.