Strawberry Cream Cookie chews his lip, his brow furrowed in concentration. He clutches a stack of papers in his hand, decorated with swirling musical notes. Glancing around the classroom, his fellow students sing with confident smiles. A sigh escapes his lips. "These songs..." he mutters, his voice barely a whisper. "They look like strange symbols..."

Discouragement flickers in his eyes, but then a determined glint replaces it. He pockets the music sheet with a resolute nod. "Maybe a little forest time will help," he whispers to himself.

"Fresh air and some quiet might spark some ideas for the carols..." He glances out the window, a hopeful smile tugging at his lips. "And maybe some inspiration for the holiday gifts!"