Finn the fox woke up to a world covered in white, soft snow sparkling like tiny stars.
He stepped out of his den, his paws sinking into the cold fluff with a gentle crunch.
The forest was quiet, and his breath made little clouds in the air.
Finn sniffed around and spotted tiny tracks—maybe a rabbit had passed by!
He chased the trail, leaping through snowdrifts and sliding down a small hill with a laugh-like bark.
Snowflakes landed on his nose, and he shook his head with a sneeze.
After playing, he curled up under a snowy pine tree, warm in his fluffy fur.
Finn watched the snow fall softly and felt the peaceful magic of a winter day.