There are days when you have to make choices and as if by magic from that day on, what was will no longer be. For a bird of prey it is normal to hunt prey but not for Owl Rosemary and his two little brothers. They set out to hunt and end up being caught, especially Rosemary who gives in without putting any obstacles in the way of the affection of Durke, a sweet little hare. His dear friend, Bark the bat, tries to explain to him that “he doesn’t do it!” but love is blind and above all deaf, and from the encounters with such different creatures new friendships are born, beautiful and tender like the caresses of the dawn in the shades of the early morning skies.
