mischief and delight.

The fox nodded, his eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and delight. “Indeed, let’s feast! But in the spirit of the season, let’s also leave some for the creatures who might stumble upon this sack later. That way, the joy of Santa’s gift will continue to spread.”

The animals gathered around, each taking a modest share, ensuring there was enough left for any latecomers. As they munched on the sweets, their hearts grew warm with the joy of sharing, and the forest animals had eaten the sweets there was nothing left but a pair of bedroom slippers the owl said about Goblin there then the squirrel said