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In a forest clearing at dusk, Milo yawns wrapped in a leafy blanket on soft grass. Rabbit bounces with an encouraging grin while Bird hovers mid-flap above them against the purple sky.
Milo the mouse dreamed big. "Later," he yawned, leaf-cuddled. Rabbit bounced, saying, "Dreams wake when you do." Bird flapped and chirped, "Try with me!" Milo watched, promising to start tomorrow.
Outside Milo's burrow on a sunlit meadow morning, Milo arranges tiny crumb piles on a leafy plate. Rabbit knocks at the doorway with a hopeful smile while Bird circles overhead in bright blue sky.
Morning sun tickled Milo awake. Rabbit knocked gently, "Set one tiny goal today." Bird circled overhead, chirping, "Practice makes possible!" "After breakfast," Milo said, arranging crumbs carefully. Breakfast stretched into noon.
Under a shady oak in warm afternoon light, Rabbit holds up Milo’s tiny scroll list with a gentle yet urging expression. Milo rubs his eyes from a nap on a mossy cushion while Bird perches beside the list.
Afternoon arrived with a cozy breeze. Milo planned a list, then napped instead. Rabbit lifted the list, "Start just one nibble." Bird landed nearby, "I'll practice beside you." Milo sat up, still stalling.
In the midday meadow breeze, a 'Hill Climb Tomorrow' poster flutters on a tree trunk as Milo kneels on the path rearranging small pebbles anxiously. Rabbit grins excitedly beside him while Bird soars overhead against clear skies.
A poster fluttered: "Hill Climb tomorrow!" Milo whispered, "I want to enter." Rabbit grinned, "Then train today, friend." Bird soared, showing steady flaps. Milo rearranged pebbles, saying, "Soon."
At the grassy hill base under bright morning sun, Rabbit holds a twig timer stuck upright in soil, its shadow marking seconds. Milo takes his first small step forward, smiling, while Bird flutters nearby counting aloud.
Rabbit set a twig timer. "Two minutes," he said, "Hop now!" Bird chirped, "I'll flap two minutes too." Milo smiled, "I can nibble steps that long." The timer ticked, and Milo began.
On a sunlit rocky hillside, Milo pauses after climbing two stacked stones, fur ruffled but determined. Rabbit offers an acorn-shell of water while Bird perched on a nearby rock raises one wing, counting flaps.
Nibbles became bites of progress. Milo climbed one stone, then two. He flopped, sighing, "Maybe later again." Rabbit offered water, "Start small again, right now." Bird counted flaps; Milo restarted, determined.
Atop the grassy hill under golden sunrise light, Milo stands panting yet triumphant beside the finish marker. Rabbit lands beside him mid-hop with a cheer while Bird circles overhead casting a graceful shadow.
Morning arrived; the Hill Climb began. Milo whispered, "Two minutes," and started strong. Rabbit hopped beside him, cheering. Bird circled above, "Flap by flap!" Milo reached the top, proud and panting.
On the hill’s gentle slope in warm sunset glow, Milo hugs Rabbit while Bird perches on a twig above them, all smiling toward the orange sky. The distant valley below shimmers in fading light.
At sunset, Milo thanked his friends. "I began because you believed." Rabbit hugged him, "We'll start small tomorrow, too." Bird chirped, "Practice makes possible." Milo grinned, "Later can wait; now can grow."