A Morning in Berry Meadow

Evensy peeked out of her mossy den, her nose twitching at the sweet berry scent drifting through the air. The morning sun warmed her cream-colored fur, and she hugged her little basket close to her chest.

Today feels perfect for sharing,

she thought, her paws tingling with excitement.

Suddenly —

crash!

— Oddsy tumbled from a bush, twigs stuck in his dark fur. He sprang up, eyes wide with mischief.

“First to the berries gets the extra ones!” he shouted, dashing ahead, his berry-stained scarf flapping wildly.

Evensy giggled, her heart fluttering. “Oh, Oddsy! Always thinking of extra treats,” she called, hurrying after him.

As they sprinted across the meadow, soft moss squished under their paws and sunlight danced on their faces. Evensy felt the joy of the chase and the promise of juicy berries waiting to be shared.

Today, they would learn more than just picking — they’d learn the magic of giving… and keeping a little surprise.