Once upon a time, high on a snowy mountain, a tiny yeti named Zemu was born under the shimmering lights of a winter moon. Zemu wasn’t like the other yetis, who preferred to stay hidden in their frosty mountain caves. From the moment he took his first fluffy step, he discovered that the world was far too exciting to stay still. With snowflakes in his hair and a bright blue snow-crest on his belly, Zemu delighted in every snowdrift and powder patch he found.

Each morning, he would tumble down hills, laughing as snow sprayed like glitter in the sunrise. He invented snow games his friends had never seen: snowball spirals, ice-slide sprints, and the legendary twirl-and-bounce dance that left trails of joy wherever he went. Snow was his playground, and he treated every flake as a tiny friend.

One day, Zemu felt a tug in his heart telling him there was more to explore. So he packed his little backpack — with room only for snacks and a warm scarf — and set off down the mountain to discover faraway places. He visited crystal forests where snow glowed lavender at dusk and beaches where snow met sandy shores in a cool embrace. In every land, Zemu found new friends, spreading laughter and good cheer. And though he loved every adventure, he always carried the joy of his snowy home with him, bringing a bit of winter magic everywhere he wandered.