Barron continued to juggle on the branch of the tree with his arms stretched as he tried to reach for the apple that was up and high, as he believed they were more tastier than the ones that were down that could be reached by the pathetic mortals.
"Just a little more," muttered Barron under his breath, his hand wiggling up and down to catch hold of the apple.
Deciding to take a step further, he moved towards the apple that was hanging up in the air but the branch he was standing had been pecked by the other birds that broke and fell down on the ground and Barron fell down along with it. The snow below the ground had been removed to leave the soil breathing, on which Barron rolled over, leading the rabbit to turn muddy and dirty.
