When Foxes Began Sharing Stars — Under the hush-hush moon, Oona tucked a smooth pebble beside her sleeping roll and wished she could share the happy fizz inside her chest. Read the full story →
Under the hush-hush moon, Oona tucked a smooth pebble beside her sleeping roll and wished she could share the happy fizz inside her chest. The meadow smelled like cool grass and pine needles, and her little tent flapped softly, pat-pat. Then something tiny sneezed near the tent pole. A star, no bigger than a cookie crumb, had slipped from the sky and was trembling in the dew.
Oona warmed it against her fluffy tail. “You can shine from here,” she whispered. The star blinked once, then twice, and suddenly its glow leaped onto the tent cloth, the blanket, and Oona’s round cheeks. More stars leaned down to see, giggling silver light across the meadow. Oona’s joy felt too big for one fox, so she let it sparkle everywhere. Ever since that night, foxes sew stars on their tents and sleeping bags, so shared joy can find them under the hush-hush moon.
