A group of foxes walk through the snowy forest, huddled in winter coats with bright red scarves around their necks. They stop at a clearing and start to play, throwing snowballs at each other. One of them seems to be incredibly clumsy and is always tripping over.

James: Come over here and play with us, we won't bite!
Cooper: Yeah. We'd be glad to have you. Lewis: Don't mind Michael, he's really clumsy Michael: Face-first in the snow, he lifts his hand in a thumbs-up.