Busy Beavers Onesie Pajamas But what’s this

But what’s this

A loud rawr echoes from within the cave

silver crescent moons

the tiny legs attached to these pastel paws barrel through the halls with no sign of stopping in sight

Have you ever wished you could live in a magical forest

Busy Beavers Onesie Pajamas But what’s thisAlong the frozen riverbank, a colony of beavers in their sweaters chatter cheerfully as they gnaw on the driftwood thats washed ashore. Their tails slap in rhythm sending splashes across the dam that theyve worked tirelessly on. Snow and pine cones tumble like confetti, dusting their hats and the ground around them. After a long day of work, as the sunsets, the dam glistens under the light of the fireflies buzzing around the fortress of logs.