Winter had left the Forest dwellers to find less-than abundant food. The Twin Gods would not let any of their own starve, but they were busy with other things, so mushrooms and grass were not as plentiful in the snowy months. During this time, the deer would rely on other food sources, such as nuts and roots, to sustain them. Most deer knew how to crack open a walnut to the treasure within.

Poor Foxglaive had no idea what to even do with a walnut.

He was walking one day, searching around for oddities when he came across a strange little sphere in the snow. Tilting his head, he studied it a little more, looking at the strange texture of the thing, the odd color and such. Then to his shock, he looked to the clear sky above. He scanned and scanned, his heart skipping a beat. “The Moon fell from the sky!”, he exclaimed, “I found the Moon in the snow!”

The stag walked around the little walnut, thinking it was the Moon above that had fallen. It seemed to be the same size as it is in the sky, and looked pretty close. He sat and began to ponder this for a while. What should he do with the Moon? How could he get it stuck back in the sky?

Gently he picked up the walnut and trotted away, looking for somewhere close to the sky so he could put it back. He went to the tallest hills and spat the Moon out, only to have it land on the ground. He tried again, but with no luck. He went to the Playground and stood on the largest rocks, and placing the Moon gently on his hoof, he tried to catapult it to the sky. It fell back down and hit him on the head instead.

A squirrel came up and saw the walnut. Foxglaive spoke to him, “Hello, Rat King. Can you help me put the Moon back in the sky?”

The squirrel did not understand him, but approached cautiously and snatched the walnut. Running off, Foxglaive was unsure what to think. He chased after the strange rat, hoping it was leading him somewhere where the Moon could be stuck in the sky again.

The chase went on until the squirrel led him to the Pond. He jumped into the water, hoping to evade the chasing deer, but lost the walnut in the process. Foxglaive jumped in the shallow water with a splash, and retrieved the walnut. But when he looked in the reflection where the walnut had been floating in the water, he was shocked to find the Moon had remained in the water. He looked to the sky and saw that the Moon (the real Moon) was bright in the afternoon sky. He now understood that by dropping the Moon in the reflecting water, it would project itself back to where it belonged. He was successful in putting it back in the sky, and he thanked the squirrel, wherever it went, for helping him.

Now that there were two moons, he wasn’t sure what to do with this one in his possession. Out of curiosity, he wanted to break the Moon open and see what was inside. He walked off, finding the old cage at the Ruins, and taking the walnut, he dropped it inside and asked the strange metal tree to crush it for him. After a few moments of nothing happening, he retrieved it and went farther, going to the Crying Idol and asking it to fall backwards onto the Moon he had placed behind it. The Idol did not budge. Frustrated, he took his Moon and found a small patch of flowers in the snow, where butterflies still flew. He dropped the walnut there and asked the butterflies to work magic on it. They just continued on their way without ever acknowleging him.

Unable to think of anything else, he wandered alone with the Moon, until he fell asleep at the Ruins. A stag approached him, and saw the walnut there close by. Picking it up, he was able to crush it open with his jaws. This made Foxglaive jump, who saw him with the Moon that was now split in half.

“You did it, Galactus! You opened up the Moon!”, he exclaimed happily, and when the stag spat out the shells of the walnut, he examined them very curiously. “So now I know! There is nothing inside the Moon!”, he was happy to learn something new today, and bowed to the stag here. He never knew that there was actually a nut inside the shells, but the stag had eaten it.

Foxglaive took the shells of the walnut and went off to show many others his findings. The Moon was safely returned to the sky, thanks to a ‘rat king’, and a deer he called ‘Galactus ‘ opened the second Moon for him so he could learn there was nothing inside it.