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At the meadow edge, Cat lifted the grass and Dragon leaned close. There sat Moss, a shy frog, humming so softly that only the nearby blades could hear.
Moss hummed again. “Singing where others can hear feels too big,” he whispered. Cat and Dragon promised to find a quieter place.
Cat spotted a peaceful hilltop. Moss climbed near Cat’s shoulders, and the three friends set off to try it.
On the hilltop, Moss tried one note. Wind shook the grass, and a tree rustled, so Moss tucked the song away.
Dragon pointed toward the creek below. “Its steady water may make a softer listening place,” he said, and Moss followed hopefully.
At the creek, Cat cupped both paws around Moss. But the cheerful babble covered his hum, so Dragon began watching for a quieter answer.
As evening deepened, Dragon spotted fireflies drifting one way. Moss chose to follow their quiet glow, and Cat hurried after them.
The fireflies led them to a still pond ringed with reeds. Moss hummed from a lily pad, and tiny ripples answered.
Dragon curled carefully among the reeds, wings tucked close, making a sheltered stage. Moss faced it bravely. “This feels safe,” he said.
Moss sang one clear note. Cat answered with a soft, playful mew, and Moss blinked before trying another.
Encouraged by Cat’s gentle replies, Moss sang a full song. Shining ripples carried it across the pond while Dragon smiled proudly.
Beneath the moon, Cat shared a berry, Dragon sipped from a leaf cup, and Moss sang from his stone beside the open picnic basket.
