Ranger wasn’t one of Santa’s flying reindeer, but at Snowberry Pines Holiday Camp, he was just as special. He lived in the petting zoo during the winter season, where kids fed him apple slices and took pictures beside his fuzzy antlers.
But one snowy afternoon, Ranger proved he could do more than pose for pictures; he could save the day.
A Child Goes Missing
Eight-year-old Max had wandered off during a snowy scavenger hunt near the edge of the woods.
He was chasing a bunny, giggling and crunching through the snow, when he realised something scary; he couldn’t see the trail, the signs, or his group anymore.
The sky darkened. The snow thickened. Max called out, but the wind carried his voice away.
Ranger’s Nose Knows Best
Back at camp, Ranger stomped and snorted near the gate of the petting area. He paced in circles, ears twitching.
Camp helper Ellie noticed. “He’s never acted like this before…”
Then snap! Ranger pushed through the gate and trotted toward the woods.
“Should we follow him?” one of the counsellors asked. They did. Flashlights in hand, they followed Ranger’s hoofprints through the trees and into the snow.
Found in the Forest
Ten minutes later, they heard it, a soft cry behind a snowy log.
Ranger had stopped, his nose pointed straight ahead.
There was Max, curled in his coat, cheeks pink and eyes wide.
“Ranger found him!” Ellie shouted. Ranger snorted proudly and gently nudged Max with his nose.
A Reindeer’s Real Gift
Back at camp, Max warmed up with cocoa and a blanket.
The campers cheered for Ranger, who got a holiday wreath around his neck and extra carrots for dessert.
“He didn’t need magic antlers,” Max said. “He just needed to care.”
Because real heroes don’t always fly, sometimes, they trot, snort, and know just where to go.
The End !