Birds chirp. Rabbits hop across the clearing. Benny watches from beside the stream.
Benny picks up a smooth stone. He skips it once across the water. The stone sinks.
He thinks: The forest is full of friends. Except Benny.
Benny follows a sweet smell through the trees.
A hollow log holds a golden honeycomb. Sticky honey drips down the sides. Benny licks a drop from his paw and smiles.
An idea forms.
Benny pads over to a shivering rabbit under a fern. He holds out the honeycomb.
The rabbit's nose wiggles. It takes a small bite. Honey glistens on its whiskers.
The rabbit stops shivering. It chitters happily and hops away.
The rabbit returns with its whole family. A deer and a flock of birds follow too.
Benny stands tall. The clearing fills with warm, chattering friends.
Benny sits in the middle of a circle of animals. Each one shares a piece of honeycomb. The forest sounds are laughter and soft rustling leaves.
