In the forest, there is a hedgehog. He is digging for leaves to eat in this harsh winter.

In the forest, there is a tree. It is watching as a hedgehog digs below him.

In the forest, there is snow. It is lying on the ground and on boulders and on the thin branches of a withering tree.

In the forest, there is a woodcutter. It chops down trees and scares away hedgehogs and stomps all over snow. He doesn't care a thing for anything around him except himslef.