Nori the Bunny sat by the window in a tiny cottage under the hills. The moon had climbed high, and silver lines of light reached across the blanket, the sill, and the floor. Nori loved the bright little streaks. "I will count them," Nori whispered. "One moonbeam, two moonbeams..." But the moonbeams did not stay in one place. They drifted and glimmered like ribbons. Nori wrinkled their nose. "Hmm. That is a tricky count."