Charlotte climbs trees, jumps into the river and clambers over jagged rocks that no sheep has scaled before. Sometimes she even goes for walks at night – one more thing that a proper sheep should not do. At least that’s what the old sheep think.
Then comes the day when the shepherd twists his foot and can’t walk, not a single step. Someone has to go down to the valley to get help – across the river and the jagged rocks, in pitch-black darkness. Charly, the old sheepdog, can’t manage it. Can Charlotte come to the rescue?