Бесплатный фрагмент - Adventures of a wolf taxi driver

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Passenger

In the heart of the enchanted forest, where animals lived and worked together in harmony, there was a wolf named Vladimir. Vladimir was not an ordinary wolf; he was the forest’s beloved taxi driver. Every day, he drove his vintage, brightly colored taxi through the winding forest paths, picking up and dropping off various animal passengers.

One crisp autumn morning, as Vladimir was preparing his taxi for the day’s work, he noticed a figure standing at the edge of the forest. The figure was cloaked in a long, flowing robe, and a hood obscured their face. Curious and slightly cautious, Vladimir drove up to the mysterious figure and rolled down his window.

— Good morning! Do you need a ride? Vladimir asked, trying to sound cheerful.

The figure nodded and climbed into the back seat of the taxi. As they settled in, Vladimir couldn’t help but feel a strange, magical aura emanating from his passenger.

— Where to? Vladimir inquired, glancing at the rearview mirror.

— To the heart of the forest, where the ancient oak stands, — the passenger replied in a deep, resonant voice.

Vladimir nodded and started the engine. As they drove deeper into the forest, the air seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly energy. The trees whispered secrets, and the leaves rustled with anticipation.

After a while, the passenger spoke again. -You are a kind and diligent taxi driver, Vladimir. I have been watching you for some time.

Vladimir’s ears perked up in surprise. -You know my name?

The passenger chuckled softly. -Yes, I do. For you see, I am not just any passenger. I am a wizard, and I have the power to grant you one wish.

Vladimir’s eyes widened in astonishment. -A wizard? And you can grant me a wish?

— Indeed, — the wizard replied. -But choose wisely, for a wish is a powerful thing.

Vladimir thought for a moment. He had always been content with his life as a taxi driver, helping his fellow animals and exploring the forest. But there was one thing he had always dreamed of.

— I wish for my taxi to never break down, so I can continue to help the animals of the forest without any interruptions, — Vladimir said finally.

The wizard smiled and raised his hand. A soft, golden light enveloped the taxi, and Vladimir felt a warm sensation spread through the vehicle.

— Your wish is granted, — the wizard said. -May your taxi always run smoothly, and may you continue to bring joy and assistance to the forest.

With that, the wizard vanished, leaving Vladimir alone in his taxi. As he drove back to the forest paths, Vladimir couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder and gratitude. He knew that his adventures as the forest’s taxi driver were only just beginning, and he was ready for whatever magical journeys lay ahead.

Chapter 2: The Stolen Wig

In the forest there was a small, noisy salon run by Marina, a monkey hairdresser. Marina was known for her incredible craftsmanship and collection of beautiful wigs. Her favorite wig, a luxurious curly work of art, was her pride and joy.

One sunny morning, as Marina was preparing her salon for the day’s clients, she noticed that something was wrong. Her favorite wig is missing! When she searched every corner of the salon, panic began, but the wig was nowhere to be found.

Distraught, Marina ran to Vladimir, the wolf taxi driver, who was just starting his day. -Vladimir, my favorite wig was stolen! I do not know what to do! she exclaimed.

Vladimir, always ready to help a friend in trouble, immediately sprang into action. -Don’t worry, Marina. We’ll find your wig. Let’s gather some friends and start searching.

Vladimir and Marina quickly gathered a group of their closest friends: Boris the bear, known for his keen sense of smell; the owl Olga with her keen eyesight; and Leo the lion, who was always ready to lend a helping paw.

The group split up to search different parts of the forest. Boris sniffed the salon, trying to catch the smell of the missing wig. Olga flew high above the trees, scanning the ground for signs of the thief. Leo and Vladimir checked nearby trails and talked to other animals to see if anyone had spotted anything suspicious.

As they searched, Marina couldn’t help but feel a little hope. With such a determined group of friends, they’re sure to find her favorite wig.

After several hours of searching, Olga noticed something shiny near an old oak tree. She swooped in and called the others. -I think I found something!

The group hurried to the oak tree and found a wig tangled in the branches. It looked like it had been taken by a mischievous raccoon who had a habit of stealing shiny objects.

Marina carefully took out the wig and hugged it tightly. -Thank you everyone! I don’t know what I would do without your help.

Vladimir smiled. -That’s what friends are for, Marina. We are always here to help each other.

Having returned the wig to Marina’s salon, the friends celebrated their successful mission with a picnic under an old oak tree. Laughing and sharing stories, they knew that no matter what difficulties they faced, they could always count on each other.

Chapter 3: The Mystery of the Abandoned Mine

There lived a hedgehog named Grisha. Grisha was not just a hedgehog; he was an experienced forestry tractor driver. One day, while clearing a path in the dense undergrowth, Grisha came across something unusual — a long-forgotten, abandoned mine.

Inspired by his discovery, Grisha hastened to tell his friends about it. He found Vladimir, a wolf taxi driver, and Marina, a monkey hairdresser, and shared the news. -I found an old mine in the forest! We should explore it and see what secrets it holds.

Vladimir and Marina were intrigued. They quickly gathered their friends: Boris the bear, Olga the owl and Lev the lion. Together they reached the entrance to an abandoned mine.

The entrance was overgrown with vines and moss, and the wooden beams looked weathered and fragile. -Everyone, be careful, — Vladimir warned. «We don’t know what we might find inside.

With flashlights in hand, the group headed into the dark, musty mine. The air was cool and damp, and the sound of dripping water echoed through the tunnels. As they walked deeper into the mine, they noticed strange signs on the walls — symbols and drawings that seemed to tell some kind of story.

Olga carefully examined the markings with her keen eyesight. -These symbols look ancient. They could be a clue to something hidden in the mine.

The group continued their exploration, following the trail of symbols. Suddenly, Boris’s keen sense of smell caught something unusual. -I smell something metallic, — he said, sniffing the air.

They followed Boris’s nose to a small chamber at the end of the tunnel. Inside they found an old rusty chest. With great effort, they managed to open it, revealing a collection of sparkling gems and ancient artifacts.

Marina gasped in amazement. -These must be treasures from ancient times! This mine must have been a secret hideout.

While examining the treasure, they found a scroll with many symbols and drawings. Olga translated the ancient text. -It says that these treasures were hidden here to protect them from great danger. The mine was sealed to keep them safe.

The friends realized that they had discovered a piece of the history of the forest. They decided to leave the treasure in the mine, keeping the secret for future generations.