Emrys walked where sunbeams gleamed,
Through a forest wrapped in dreams.
Leaves rustled soft, then seemed to speak—
"Hello there, friend!" came a voice so meek.
Emrys froze, both shocked and thrilled,
As wonder in his heart was filled.
A little fox popped from a log,
"Welcome, human, to our talking bog!"
Emrys grinned from ear to ear,
"Did you just talk? Are you really here?"
The fox winked twice, then waved a paw,
"Come explore, and learn our forest law!"

Into the Whispering Woods

"I'm Milo Fox," the critter said,
With orange fur and a clever head.
"In this forest, kindness rules the day,
Every creature gets to say their say."
A bird chimed in from up on high,
"Never fib, and never lie!"
Emrys nodded, standing tall,
"I'll be fair to one and all."
Milo hopped upon a stone,
"Then you're welcome, not alone.
Join our quest, come feel the thrill,
An acorn's missing from the hill!"

Milo's Forest Rules

They searched through bushes, under logs,
Past sleepy toads and croaking frogs.
"It rolled this way," Milo said with a sniff,
Then stopped beside a mossy cliff.
Emrys spotted something round,
Half-hidden deep within the ground.
"Found it!" Emrys cheered with glee,
Holding it up for all to see.
Milo danced and spun about,
"Hooray! Let's give a forest shout!"
The acorn glowed a golden hue,
A magic thank-you, just for you.

The Lost Acorn Quest

The sun grew low, it was time to part,
Milo hugged him, warm at heart.
"Come back soon," the fox did say,
"Our forest waits for another day."
Emrys smiled, "I'll return, that's true,
This secret's just between us two."
He waved goodbye and walked on home,
No longer feeling quite alone.
At night he dreamed of talking trees,
Of foxes' words upon the breeze.
The Talking Forest, magic and bright,
Would call him back another night.

Home with a Secret

Emrys

A young explorer stumbles upon a magical forest where animals can talk, leading to an unforgettable journey.