Beneath the oak’s sprawling limbs, they had arranged a grand spread—piles of sunflower seeds, heaps of birdseed, and even a few gourmet treats they had saved just for this occasion. The air buzzed with excitement as the first familiar calls echoed through the forest.
“They’re here!” Whiskers chattered, his tail twitching with joy.
A flurry of wings filled the air as the robins arrived, their red breasts puffed with pride. “Oh, what a journey it has been!” one robin exclaimed. “We braved fierce storms and saw fields of blooming flowers down south. But nothing compares to home!”
Not long after, the honking of geese rang out over the treetops. A great V-shaped formation approached, circling once before landing near the party. “You wouldn’t believe the sights we’ve seen!” a proud gander declared. “Great rivers, glistening lakes, and endless fields stretching far beyond the horizon.”
Then, with a sudden blur of iridescent green, the hummingbirds zipped into the scene. “And we,” one of them trilled, “danced among the most vibrant blossoms you could ever imagine, sipping the sweetest nectar from flowers that glowed in the golden sun.”
As the birds shared their incredible tales, Nutty and Whiskers listened with wide eyes, hanging onto every word. They laughed, gasped, and marveled at the wonders their friends had witnessed. Then, with joyous energy, they all began to play—darting, chasing, and weaving through the branches in a merry game of tag. Laughter and delighted squawks filled the air as the celebration continued long into the afternoon.
At last, as the sun dipped low, painting the sky in hues of pink and gold, Nutty and Whiskers sighed with contentment. Their friends were home, their hearts were full, and the forest was alive once more with the songs of spring.
~Wylddane
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