Character: the cub

- Hear.. as the grass rustles, as the forest sways. But that's still damned mosquitoes...
- Not something you hear!

- And who will behave, I will give gnaw a bone cook!
Please, uncle DRAC!

Go to sleep or something.
- Yes how can you sleep at night?
- And you try.

We now we hear that the sky is!
I don't know how. Yes, there is nothing, only the stars are falling.
- And you listen good.