Once upon a time, in the vast, icy expanse of Alaska, a group of extraordinary kids began practicing Capoeira, a Brazilian martial art that combines elements of dance, acrobatics, and music. It's not the sort of thing you'd expect to find between the frosty pines and bear-populated forests of AK, but these were no ordinary children. Their leader was a ten-foot-tall, fur-clad, snowboarding moose named Max, who, believe it or not, had learned Capoeira while on a surfing adventure in Brazil. Max, with his antlers adorned in glowing snowflakes and wearing a grin as wide as a glacier, taught the kids how to move like the wind and groove like the ocean. He had a thunderous laugh that echoed through the valleys and a heart as warm as hot cocoa. The kids, each braver and brighter than a northern light, danced and flipped in the snowy wilderness. They twirled like the snowflakes falling from the sky, kicked high like the peaks of the mountains, and moved rhythmically like the ocean's waves. Their laughter rang out, a symphony of joy that made even the grumpiest grizzly bear tap its foot. Everywhere they went, they left a trace of magic, their Capoeira moves melting the snow beneath their feet and shaping it into sculptures of fantastical creatures. They were the cool, Capoeira kids of Alaska, leaving a trail of wonder in their wake, blending the rhythm of the Brazilian beat with the icy charm of Alaska. And all of it under the watchful, twinkly eyes of Max, the snowboarding Capoeira moose. In the land of the midnight sun, the warmth of Capoeira had found a home.