Opal - Brown mouse who usually wears a red flower
Icea - White mouse who wears the basic white & green scarf
Mark - Gray mouse that wears a top hat

"Danger... danger, daaaaaannnnngeerrrr..."
A cry, a flash of red, and a glimpse of a white blur flying into the darkness.
Again, almost faintly...
"Danger... everywh-"
Opal awoke, her head throbbing. What was that about? It felt important, but why would a simple brown mouse like her get something important? It was just a dream, right?
She brought her paw to her forehead, only to notice her flower wasn't there. Maybe it fell off. She looked down, and sure enough, her red flower sat on the ground, looking a bit mishandled.
Wait, that white blur... it couldn't have been... Icea?
Suddenly, a white mouse wearing a scarf burst out of the bushes. Opal flinched, worried that it was something bad, but quickly realized it was her friend, Icea.
"Icea! You're here!" Opal cried, her paws stretching out for a hug. Icea did the same, running up to her good friend.

But something felt different this time.