
Marbled Ferret – Birdsong and a Path
Marbled Ferret. He has such a bright back. And a cheerful tail. He emerged from the dry branches. Where he'd been for a while. The grass around him was still dry. As if after autumn. Yes, that's right. Everything is already turning green. And it's spring. And the branches are dry – after autumn. The Ferret knows this. He walked out onto the path. There are small stones.
The weather is great. The air is fresh. It's not too hot yet. But it's already warm and pleasant. It's wonderful that the grass has already grown. The branches are turning green. The Ferret looks around. The birds are already singing loudly. They're somewhere above. Just last year, the Ferret made friends with a huge number of birds. They are excellent musicians. And great conversationalists. Where can he find them now, those very birds?
The Ferret went to another world for the winter. And he was there all this time. Then he came here. And he fell asleep in the branches. And then he woke up. To spend the whole summer here again. There are many kind little animals here. A mole wanders around somewhere, too. A cow. Near the river or in the field. He needs to find them all. So the ferret went out onto the path to look. Was there anyone he knew?
So far, no one. This is a very big world. And it is constantly expanding. The ferret saw a new lump of earth appear before his eyes. And a week later. Small grass was already growing there. And a couple of weeks later. This was already a new part of the field. An amazing sight. The rabbit showed him this place. The rabbit is observant and noticed this. He shared his observations.
The ferret will probably follow the path for now. Maybe he'll see someone he knows. There are many interesting things ahead. And this path is long. He never walked all the way. He will walk slowly. Beyond there is a river and a field. Birds are singing in the branches. These are new birds. The ferret doesn't remember them. It's a world of intersections. And all sorts of little animals come here for the summer. Perhaps, like the ferret himself, they first found themselves here by accident. They were simply looking for a new place. And they ended up here. And now some of the little animals have come to like it here. And they remember this land. Just like the ferret.
But there's winter and autumn here too. Only in the summer is it warm and wonderful. Then it gets gloomier. Autumn is still nice. Golden autumn is beautiful. The ferret looked at the leaves a lot last year. Until it got cold. Perhaps he'll do the same this year.

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