Deep in the heart of the Whispering Woods, where the ancient trees whisper secrets to the wind, lies a hidden world of subtle squirrels. These creatures are not like the ones you'd find in any ordinary forest. No, no... these squirrels are masters of the art of subtlety.
They can go weeks without making a sound, their very presence a whispered rumor of movement and life. They're like ghosts, invisible to the naked eye, yet always watching, always listening. Their language is a symphony of silence, a dialect that only the wind can hear.