The Crimson Cardinal and the Crystal Beak

In the heart of the Whispering Woods, where trees stretched their emerald arms toward the sky and rivers hummed soft songs, lived a little crimson cardinal named Corbin. His feathers gleamed like autumn leaves kissed by the sun, and his wings carried him like the wind's own melody. Yet, for all his beauty, Corbin was not the fastest flyer, nor the strongest, nor even the loudest singer