Luna the llama lived in a beautiful green valley, filled with wildflowers and sparkling streams. But Luna wasn’t always happy. She had the fluffiest, softest wool in the whole valley, a beautiful creamy white. And she *loved* her wool. She loved how warm it kept her, how lovely it looked, and she didn’t want anyone else touching it, let alone using it!
All the other animals admired Luna’s wool. Old Man Badger needed a warm scarf for his chilly burrow. Rosie Rabbit wanted a little fluff to line her nest for her new babies. And Finley Fox dreamed of a cozy hat to keep his ears warm during the winter winds. But whenever they asked Luna for even a tiny bit of wool, she’d shake her head and say, “No, no, no! This wool is *mine*!”
One day, a little hummingbird named Pip zipped up to Luna. Pip wasn’t asking for wool for himself. “Luna,” he chirped, “Old Man Badger is feeling very poorly. He’s shivering with a cold, and a warm scarf would really help him feel better. Please, could you spare a little wool?”
Luna hesitated. She hugged herself tightly, feeling protective of her fluffy coat. “But… but it’s *my* wool!” she mumbled. Pip looked at her with sad, bright eyes. “But what good is having the warmest wool in the valley if you don’t share a little kindness?” He then zipped away to check on Old Man Badger.
Luna thought about Pip’s words. She looked around the valley. Everyone was helping each other – the squirrels shared nuts, the beavers built dams together, and the birds sang cheerful songs for everyone to enjoy. She felt a little ashamed. Was she being selfish?
Slowly, Luna walked over to Old Man Badger’s burrow. She carefully plucked a small, soft clump of wool from her side. It didn’t hurt at all, and she barely noticed it was gone. She brought it to Rosie Rabbit, who quickly spun it into a beautiful, warm scarf.
Together, Luna and Rosie delivered the scarf to Old Man Badger. When he wrapped it around his neck, his face lit up with a grateful smile. “Oh, thank you, Luna!” he said. “This is the warmest, kindest gift I’ve ever received.”
Luna felt a warmth spread through her chest, a warmth that wasn’t from her wool. It was the warmth of happiness, of knowing she had helped someone else. Finley Fox saw what happened and asked if Luna had any wool left over for a hat. Luna happily shared, and soon Finley was sporting a cozy new hat.
From that day on, Luna wasn’t afraid to share her wool. She learned that giving to others didn’t make her have less; it made her feel richer and happier. She discovered that the joy of friendship and kindness was much warmer and softer than even the fluffiest wool in the world. And every night, as she drifted off to sleep, Luna dreamed of a valley filled with warmth, kindness, and shared happiness.