The forest clearing glowed with golden light. A tiny fox spotted a dark patch on the moss.
He sneezed loudly. A tiny sparkle floated up from his nose like smoke.
He wiped his snout, confused but curious. He stepped near a tree root.
The shadow hummed a sleepy tune. Miro tapped it with his paw.
The sound changed to a cheerful chirp. He started hopping from shadow to shadow.
Suddenly, a large shadow stretched across his path. It rumbled like distant thunder.
The shadow puffed out a perfect, glittering bubble ring that popped with a soft ping.
Miro giggled and chased the floating dust motes dancing in the light. The forest felt like a secret playground.
He curled up on his favorite sun-dappled leaf, eyes wide with wonder.
The end.
