A wonderful smell rises to the fox's nose. It's the gingerbread that Arne is letting cool on the windowsill. Arne lives in the forest house and helps Santa Claus. But whoosh, a gingerbread is gone! The fox enjoys the unusual bite. It tastes of forest and honey, wood, cinnamon, and happiness. But then the fox hears what Arne and Santa Claus are talking about. Who exactly is not getting a gingerbread now? Embarrassed, the fox sneaks behind Arne. He watches from a distance as Arne brings food to the other animals. And only the next morning does he find a way to apologize: he lies down on Arne's feet and warms them.