The dream of the beaver

Leaves are falling, for it is autumn already.

Beaver is dreaming of how wonderful it would be to have a lot of friends

They would help build a dam. And they would play with him by the river.

He suddenly overheard some sounds.

- Who is that? - the beaver asked.

- It is me, the hedgehog, I am going to build myself a house in which I will live until Spring.

- And who are you?

- I am Max the beaver, I dream of having a friend.

- Well, let's be friends then! - the Hedgehog said. Max was really happy and they played until Winter.

Max knows that when Spring comes he will be able to play with his friend again.