In the middle of a green forest, in a soft clearing, lived the cheerful squirrel Kika. Kika loved to run through the trees and jump from branch to branch. Every morning, she met her friend, the owl Lusia, who always had interesting stories to tell. One day, while Kika was collecting nuts, she noticed something strange by a small stream. There were large, mysterious footprints in the grass. They looked completely different from the paws of the animals she knew! Kika immediately ran to the old oak tree where Lusia lived. “Lusia, Lusia! You have to see this!” she called out, jumping up and down with excitement. The owl opened her eyes wide, and she and Kika headed to the stream. They looked at the strange footprints. They were large, had three toes, and led straight into the dense bushes. “Who could have been here?” asked Kika curiously. “I’ve never seen such footprints before!” replied Lusia, wrinkling her eyebrows. They decided to follow the footprints carefully. They walked slowly, looking behind every bush and under every stone. Their hearts beat faster because they did not know who they might meet. Suddenly, from behind the biggest bush, they heard a quiet rustling...