Snefnuggene dalede stille ned over Rold Skov, mens kulden krøb ind under tøjet.

The snowflakes fell quietly over Rold Skov, while the cold crept under the clothes.

Træerne stod som kæmper i vinterlandskabet, dækket i tungt snepudder.

The trees stood like giants in the winter landscape, covered in heavy snow powder.

Mikkel, en ivrig naturelsker, betragtede skoven med beundring.

Mikkel, an eager nature lover, observed the forest with admiration.

Ved hans side trådte Astrid forsigtigt gennem den dybe sne, mens Søren gik nogle skridt bag dem og beundrede stedet.

Beside him, Astrid carefully stepped through the deep snow, while Søren walked a few steps behind them, admiring the place.

De havde besluttet at tage en tur i skoven for at nyde vinterens skønhed.

They had decided to take a trip into the forest to enjoy winter's beauty.

Men pludselig vendte vejret sig.

But suddenly the weather changed.

Sneen blev tættere, og vinden blæste stærkt.

The snow became denser, and the wind blew strongly.

Synligheden svandt ind til næsten ingenting.

Visibility shrank to almost nothing.

”Av!

"Ouch!"

” Astrid udstødte et lille råb og faldt.

Astrid let out a small cry and fell.

Hun kravlede op og prøvede at støtte sig på sin fod, men vrissede af smerte.

She crawled up and tried to put weight on her foot, but winced in pain.

Mikkel skyndte sig hen, hans hjerte slog hurtigere.

Mikkel hurried over, his heart beating faster.

Astrid havde forstuvet sin ankel.

Astrid had sprained her ankle.

”Det er okay,” sagde Mikkel blidt.

"It's okay," said Mikkel gently.

”Jeg vil hjælpe dig.

"I'll help you."

” Han vidste, at de skulle finde et sikkert sted, indtil stormen lagde sig.

He knew they had to find a safe place until the storm subsided.

Søren knugede sin jakke omkring sig.

Søren clutched his jacket around himself.

”Vi skal finde ly,” sagde han.

"We need to find shelter," he said.

Mikkel nikkede.

Mikkel nodded.

Stormen hylede gennem de høje, bølgende trækroner.

The storm howled through the tall, wavy treetops.

Det var som om skoven selv hviskede en advarsel.

It was as if the forest itself whispered a warning.

De byggede en simpel læ ved brug af græs og grene, med Mikkels viden om naturen som vejledning.

They built a simple shelter using grass and branches, guided by Mikkel's knowledge of nature.

Kulden bed, men Mikkels optimisme var varm og stærk.

The cold bit, but Mikkel's optimism was warm and strong.

”Vi skal nok klare det,” opmuntrede han Astrid, mens han blidt kontrollerede hendes ankel.

"We'll be okay," he encouraged Astrid, while he gently checked her ankle.

Men stormen blev værre.

But the storm got worse.

Sneen dansede vildt i luften, og træerne knagede faretruende.

The snow danced wildly in the air, and the trees creaked ominously.

Mikkel indså, at de ikke kunne vente længere.

Mikkel realized that they could not wait any longer.

Der var en rangerhytte i nærheden.

There was a ranger's cabin nearby.

Han besluttede sig for at bevæge sig varsomt mod den.

He decided to cautiously move towards it.

”Kan du holde fast i mig?

"Can you hold onto me?"

” spurgte han Astrid.

he asked Astrid.

Hun nikkede, og sammen begyndte de langsomt at vandre.

She nodded, and together they slowly began to walk.

Skridt for skridt bevægede de sig gennem skoven, Søren lige bag dem, hans stemme stadig opmuntrende.

Step by step, they moved through the forest, Søren right behind them, his voice still encouraging.

Sneen dækkede stien, men Mikkel brugte sine kendskab til terrænet for at navigere.

The snow covered the path, but Mikkel used his knowledge of the terrain to navigate.

Hjertet hamrede i hans bryst, men han holdt roen.

His heart pounded in his chest, but he remained calm.

Han vidste, det var vigtigt nu.

He knew it was important now.

Efter, hvad der føltes som timer, fik de øje på hyttens kontur.

After what felt like hours, they spotted the outline of the cabin.

Det var et kærkomment syn.

It was a welcome sight.

Med et sidste skub hjalp Mikkel Astrid indhu, hvor varmen fra en lille brændeovn bød dem velkommen.

With one last push, Mikkel helped Astrid inside, where the warmth from a small wood stove welcomed them.

De sank sammen i lettelse.

They sank down in relief.

Mikkel kiggede rundt på sine venner.

Mikkel looked around at his friends.

Astrid smilede svagt, og Søren åndede lettet ud.

Astrid smiled faintly, and Søren exhaled in relief.

De var i sikkerhed.

They were safe.

Mikkel følte stolthed vokse i sit indre.

Mikkel felt pride grow inside him.

Trods stormens vrede og usikkerheden på stien, havde han ført dem til sikkerhed.

Despite the storm's wrath and the uncertainty on the path, he had led them to safety.

Skoven var stadig hans ven, og nu vidste han, at han kunne løse problemer, selv når alt ser håbløst ud.

The forest was still his friend, and now he knew he could solve problems, even when everything seemed hopeless.