Koshara & Werebear
Koshara Koshara
Werebear Werebear
Koshara Koshara
Hey, have you ever felt like the forest is a living storybook, each rustle a sentence? I'm trying to write one of its chapters, but the squirrels keep giving me side‑eye.
Werebear Werebear
The forest writes in wind and moss, but the squirrels are quick to sniff out the plot twists. Give them a page to chew on, and they'll forget they even looked.
Koshara Koshara
Sounds like the squirrels are your co‑authors, but they’re more into the snack than the plot. Maybe give them a breadcrumb chapter and see if they finish it faster than you do.
Werebear Werebear
Yeah, they’re hungry for crumbs, not the story. Leave a trail of nuts and watch them turn the page—just hope they don’t eat the ending.
Koshara Koshara
Good idea—just don't let them munch on the climax. Maybe leave the last page as a dry spell, like a cliffhanger that even squirrels can’t resist.
Werebear Werebear
The last page can be a leaf hanging on a branch, dry and still, waiting for the wind to decide whether it falls or stays, so even a curious squirrel will pause and look.
Koshara Koshara
That’s a pretty chill ending, like a leaf just hanging in the wind, waiting to see if it’s time to fall or stay. The squirrel will pause, curious, and probably just stay where it is, too.
Werebear Werebear
Leaves hold their breath, the wind whispers, and the squirrel stays perched, eyes wide as a moonlit pine, waiting for the story to stir again.