Winter's Call

On clear nights he gazes up at the stars in the high skies. One of them — the Polar Star — is his favourite. It is her bright silver light that he collects in his little bottle, so that the glow of his beloved star is always with him.

Polaris has hung tiny stars on his branching antlers and staff. They shine at night, so the Fluffy himself has become a little like his beloved starry sky.

When the weather outside is foul, golden memories sometimes light up in one's eyes: a beautiful scarlet sunset in midsummer, a walk in the warm rain and fur soaked through. This Fluffy puts on his favourite record and, to the songs from the old gramophone, sits at home on a cold winter evening leafing through an old album of photographs of the past.

And the frost outside the window is softened not only by pleasant memories, but also by a jar of fragrant honey — Nostalgia's favourite treat.

Long-haired and extremely fluffy. He got his nickname from the forest folk because of his shaggy coat. But thanks to his exceptionally friendly nature, everyone calls him nothing but "little Yeti-kins".

And right now this kind Fluffy is happily trotting off to visit someone: he has taken a jar of his favourite sugared fir needles, a teapot for brewing, and hung the most beautiful little teacups on his antlers.

Ice flowers are the only blooms that grow in the cold season. This Fluffy cultivates them, fertilising them with… mint sweets. He also waters them with ice-cold water from a never-freezing forest stream, nurturing the flowers under moonlight.

Iceblossom's wool curls in soft ringlets, and tiny ice crystals adorn his little wooden mask. An exceptionally mysterious Fluffy, he spends most of his time in his small winter garden, tending to his ice blossoms.

This Fluffy dwells in pine branches. And indeed he rather resembles a small Christmas tree himself — his dense green wool and fir-tip antlers help with that. His staff is crowned with a snow globe in which a blizzard seems to have been frozen forever.

With a very kind but slightly shy nature, Snowy Forest prefers the high branches of his pine forest above all else — from there he happily observes all the passing travellers, dropping the most beautiful pine cones to those who catch his eye.

This Fluffy tends and guards the only holly tree in the entire forest. The little spirit has decorated his staff with its evergreen leaves and red berries, and hung three tinkling bells from them. He also loves to hold tea parties in the branches of his holly tree, for which he carries a beautiful red teapot.

Chocolate-brown wool, a wooden mask that somehow recalls the shape of a holly leaf, and elegant snow-dusted antlers are the hallmarks of this Fluffy by which all the forest folk know him.