Pip slept well on his ledge, he had heard the sounds of small creatures scurrying up and down the tree through the night, though none had stopped to bother him.

The lack of leaves this high up meant that the sun was blinding this early in the morning. Pip couldn't sleep for as long as he had hoped, even while used to his yellow glow he couldn't sleep through that.

Stretching his little arms, he climbed down the ladder back to the base of the tree. The ground was alive this early in a morning, birds chirping, animals making their way between trees and insects collecting broken leaves on the ground gave a lively feeling to the forest.

After walking just a few feet, Pip spotted a strange looking creature, struggling to reach a very small berry on the ground. Pip knew he could help.