Rockie bounded through the park, their paws clattering against the worn cobblestone path. The sunshine illuminated their white fur, reflecting the energy bubbling within them. As they trotted around a bend, they caught sight of an elderly figure in a flowing, ethereal dress. "Hello, there, young one," the apparition greeted with a luminous smile. "Hi, hi, hi!" Rockie's wagged their tail excitedly, circling the ghost. "What brings you to this park, huh? I am Gharlia, and I have a favor to ask," the ghost said, her voice gentle and soothing. Rockie cocked their head to the side. "A favor, you say? I'm all ears—or well, half ears." Gharlia chuckled, the sound echoing like a soft breeze through the trees. "My young one, Ghastell, has strayed beyond the park's boundaries. I need someone who knows the land outside to bring her back to me." "I can help! I'm the best at finding my way around!" Rockie barked proudly. "Thank you. Here are three locations outside the park where you might find her," Gharlia said, her form shimmering slightly as she passed the information to Rockie. With a lively yip, Rockie set off on their quest, determination blazing in their golden eyes. The rush of adventure thrummed through them as they set out to reunite Gharlia with her spirited daughter.
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