Little Miss P and Ash were laughing and tumbling in the snow, making crunchy footprints of their own, when something unusual caught their eye. Little Miss P gasped. “Ash… these aren’t our foot prints.”

They looked at each other with the same spark of adventure in their eyes.
“There’s only one way to find out who made them,” Little Miss P declared..

And together, they decided to follow the mysterious path into the magic forest.

On the other side, everything looked even more magical. Snowflakes hung in the air like tiny stars.
Near a frosty pine stood a shy little snowman, with stick arms and bright button eyes, but the moment they stepped closer, he squeaked and vanished behind a drift.
 

Before they could wonder where he went, another snowman appeared, this one cheerful and brave, 
He pointed proudly and said, “Don’t worry! I’ll show you the way!” The shy one said "Me too!"

And so the two snowmen joined Little Miss P and Ash, forming a tiny winter parade.

They come across the crystal garden. Dancing among the crystals were familiar friends, the strawberry fairies, “Little Miss P! Ash!” they chimed. “We knew the Winter Magic would bring you!”
and Joy filled the garden as they reunited.

But hidden there sat a worried little fox with a fluffy white tail.
“I’ve lost my magic lantern, and without it, the Whimsey Walkers won’t find their way home!”
Little Miss P said “Don’t worry, we’ll help you.”Ash nodded bravely. “Show us where you last had it. Don’t worry we’ll help you.” 

The little group searched high and low for the missing lantern.
They peeked beneath bushes, and followed every twist of the Whimsey Walker prints.
The Strawberry Fairies fluttered close to the ground, their wings shimmering like frosty petals.

As they wandered deeper into the wintry world, a gentle “hoo-hoo” echoed through the trees.
Perched on a rock was a wise owl,
“You seek the lantern of winter light,” he said in a warm, rumbling voice.
They all looked to him eagerly.
“Follow the trail where the snow sparkles brightest. It will lead you to what you seek.”

They hurried along the sparkling path, and soon Little Miss P spotted a soft golden glow.“There it is!” she cried.
The fox’s eyes lit up brighter than the lantern itself.
“Oh, thank you! Thank you!” he yipped joyfully.
The magic lantern pulsed with warm winter light, happy to be found.