The legend of the bedtime

A snow-white blanket covers the wide slopes of hills known as a sharp ridge.
Shurkh-shorh. Shurh-shorch. Someone wanders in deep snow, and the sound of heavy steps is far in the night silence. On the eve of the Kumanelnik, the holiday of the winter solstice, a bard came to the hole called Thornwood. On his shoulders there was only clothes that were wandered in wanderings, and countless legends in his head. And he prepared one of them for the curious rabbits, who became quiet at the hearth in anticipation of the story.
This is the story of the bedtime of a single -eared - a rabbit that has become so great that legends have been folding about his courage for many years. She begins in a snow -in -law forest when he, his sister Paz and brother Peak, left without shelter and parents, run from the most cruel enemy in their lands. A spoiled and absent -minded throw will have to gather with the spirit, become a leader and protect his family