One windy day, Yasmin felt uneasy. Her pouch was empty! "Oh no," Yasmin said, looking around. "Where did my snacks go?"

She remembered hopping near a bushy area. Maybe the snacks fell out there. Yasmin decided to retrace her steps.

As she hopped, the wind became stronger, kicking up dusty clouds. It was tricky to see. Yasmin spotted a friend, a foxy creature named Alex.

Have you seen my snacks?" Yasmin asked. "Sorry, Yasmin," Alex replied, "I haven not seen them. But I can help you look for them.

Together, they hopped through the desert, searching. The wind made it hard to hear each other, but they kept going.

Yasmin felt a bit grumpy without her snacks. She was really hungry. "Let's check the rocky hill," Alex suggested. Yasmin nodded, hoping for some luck.

As they climbed the hill, a gust of wind blew past. Yasmin squinted and spotted something shiny beneath some rocks. "Look, Alex!" she exclaimed.

They rushed over. Yasmin's snacks were there, safe and sound. She chuckled with relief.

"Thank you for your help, Alex! The snacks must have fallen out of my pouch and the wind must have blown them over here," Yasmin said, smiling. "I am happy to help," Alex replied. Yasmin put the snacks back in her pouch, and made sure her pouch was tightly closed.

The desert was still windy, but Yasmin felt cozy knowing she had her snacks and a good friend. As they hopped back home, Yasmin looked at the setting sun. The sky was a beautiful mix of oranges and pinks.

Despite the windy adventure, Yasmin felt truly lucky to have friends like Alex.