There was no peace in the enchanted forest.
Young rabbits, squirrels, owlets — nobody could fall asleep. Not the mice, not the bear cubs, not the hedgehogs.
Leaves rustled on the branches, pinecones whistled as they fell from the trees. A mischievous young breeze was causing trouble.
And so the animals wanted to hold a meeting and decide how they would calm the breeze down.
Let's sing it a lullaby!
Said the Owl.
She was the wisest of them all, so they decided to listen to her.
However, it turned out that almost none of the animals knew any lullabies.
The Fox volunteered to sing. Although he was cunning, he had wonderful vocal abilities. Taking a deep breath, the Fox began to sing:
Sleep my joy, fall asleep, the lights in the sky have gone to sleep.
But as soon as he started singing, the breeze grew stronger, sometimes even turning into gusts of wind.
Then the Wolf decided to come to the Fox's aid.
After all, although he clicked his teeth, he was very good at lulling his wolf cubs to sleep with his mournful howl at the Moon. And he had quite a few of them — ten wolf cubs in total.
The Wolf also took a deep breath and howled at length. He howled for one minute, then a second and a third, and many animals were already starting to yawn, but the breeze wouldn't calm down, it only grew stronger.
Then the Bear decided to come to the Wolf's aid.
Why don't we play a beautiful melody for it
He said in a deep bass voice. By the way, the Bear was an excellent musician. In his youth, he had performed in the circus, and his signature act was playing the piano.
But where could you find a piano in the forest? This forest, although magical, surely couldn't have pianos falling from the sky, or any other musical instrument, like a flute for instance.
But there was no need to wait for a flute from the sky, because the Bear always carried one with him.
And so, taking a deep breath, the Bear began to play. The melody was truly beautiful: songbirds sang along with it in different voices, streams babbled in time with the music, gentle melodic ripples passed across the magical lakes, and even the breeze paused for a moment, as if listening, during the most beautiful parts. However, when the Bear finished and silence fell over the forest clearing — the Breeze started causing trouble again.
So the animals tried until late evening to figure out how to calm the breeze:
Young rabbits jumped and performed various tricks, squirrels showed magic tricks and even the hedgehog tried to calm the breeze by drawing a wonderful picture.
But nothing helped. The leaves rustled as they had before, and the breeze whistled away, relentless.
Who knows how much longer this would have gone on, if the sun hadn't gone beyond the horizon, giving way to the Moon, and clouds hadn't appeared in the sky, covering it all with their big fluffy blanket. Night fell, a cool night mist descended on the forest, and the breeze began to calm down.
The trees rustled less and less, and the leaves no longer swirled in a whirlwind above the ground.
And all the inhabitants of the enchanted forest began to fall asleep:
First the bear cubs, then the hedgehogs, then the mice... And even the young rabbits, squirrels and owlets. And the cunning Fox, and the Wolf — everyone fell asleep with the coming of night.
And no one heard the gentle whistling of the breeze in the silence of the night that had fallen.
