At the edge of the pond, where moonlight shivers on the lily pads, Frog Žofka croaks her heart out — half song, half sigh, all soul. Crab Richard listens from the shallows, sideways as always, clacking his claws in rhythm he doesn’t quite understand but desperately wants to.

She sings, he snaps, the night responds. Soon the duet turns into a dance — water splashes, reeds sway, and stars applaud from above. For one wild moment, the pond becomes an opera house, and two misfits find harmony in pure, slippery passion.

A watery serenade of rhythm, wit, and wonder — where love leaps, sidesteps, and always lands back in the mud.

The river never sleeps — it sighs, laughs, and carries secrets downstream. Beaver Boris works late, stacking branches with the discipline of a monk and the pride of a craftsman. Then, from the moonlit current, slides Otter Vanessa — sleek, silver, and utterly uninterested in dams or discipline.

She splashes, teases, and circles him till his calm cracks like thin ice. What begins as work turns into play, what starts as a splash ends in a swirl of ripples and laughter. By dawn, the dam stands taller — and so does Boris.

A glimmering fable of labor, temptation, and liquid desire — where fur meets flow, and love learns to swim against the current.

Once a year, when the moon hangs low and ripe as a lantern over the pines, the forest awakens for its grandest celebration — The Great Deer Feast. Stags polish their antlers till they gleam like crowns; does adorn their necks with garlands of fern and dew. The clearing turns into a ballroom of moss, where every rustle of leaves becomes music, and every glance a secret invitation.

In the center stands the Voyager — a wandering bard of the woods, half dream, half legend. He sings not with words but with the rhythm of hooves and the echo of desire that binds every creature to the pulse of the night. By dawn, only trampled petals and the scent of wild joy remain.

A mythic woodland cabaret of elegance, lust, and liberation — where love wears antlers, and freedom dances barefoot beneath the stars.