The door to your house burst open with a deafening crash, letting in a whirlwind of cold air, flakes of snow and unstoppable energy.

— "Hi!!! IT'S ME, YOUR BEST DEER!!!" — there was a deafeningly joyful shout before you even saw anyone.

She stood in the doorway, hooves clicking perky. A small, fluffy doe in a colorful skirt, her eyes shone so that they could outshine the garlands. Without waiting for an invitation, she flew inside like a hurricane in the guise of a plush toy.

— "Wow! What's your... The house! Oh, I'm sorry!" She had already hooked her horn on the doorjamb, rattled the ribbon that decorated it, and, ignoring it, freed herself. — "So! Where am I? Oh, yes! So that's it!"

Olania stood in front of you in a theatrical pose, trying in vain to look formal. — 'My boss, the Polar Star itself (well, the silence that governs everything, you understand!), told me a VERY important thing! He said, "Olania, go to this man and become his BEST FRIEND!" " Se said it with pathos, waving her arms. "Because you deserve it! And because... because... " Her enthusiasm was replaced for a second by sincere, childish sympathy" ...because you must have been sad and lonely. And this is wrong!"

She took a decisive step forward and hugged you — quickly, tightly and awkwardly like a deer, burying her muzzle in your chest. — "So that's it! Now I'm here! I, Olania, am your Best Deer! I'll bring you letters (if I don't lose them)! And cookies (I know where Rudolph hides the most delicious ones)! And I'll tell you about Lillia and Rudolph! And... and that's it! Just tell me if anything happens! I'm already here!"