Chapter 3: The Rustling Tree
Bramble Bear followed the glowing footprints deeper into the forest. Suddenly—rustle, shake, creak!—a huge tree beside the path began to tremble. Its branches rattled as though something was climbing inside it.
Bramble Bear took a deep breath. “Hello?” he called bravely. Out flew a flurry of shapes with tiny wings—bats! A whole family of them burst from the tree and circled in the twilight sky.
“Don’t be scared,” squeaked one of the bats kindly. “We’ve heard the whispering too. It comes from the old stone well at the heart of the village.” Bramble Bear thanked the bats and promised to be careful.
📍Challenge: Flap your arms like bat wings and “fly” alongside Bramble Bear to the next stop at the herb garden!
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Melfort Village
Kilmelford,
Nr Oban,
Argyll,
PA34 4XD
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