She walked along the black path feeling a warming on her paws. The bright ball had only begun its journey across the sky. She liked the warmth coming off the black surface on her body before the bright ball had spent too much time traveling. Then it got too warm and she had to breathe out the warmth. The scent of rot hit her nostrils. She raised her snout and inhaled the beautiful aroma. She loved it when the tall ones put out new rot, like they did it just for her. She was making good time so she took a detour and followed the smell to its source. She splayed on her back and wiggled around to make sure the wonderful odor would stay on her. After she was confident she had gotten enough of the fragrance on her fur she decided to continue on her trek.
She stopped and waited for the fast meatless animals to move down the black path before she continued. As she walked, she came upon a feathered and her children. She thought about making a run for them but after she took a few trots she realized her time would be better spent getting to her destination. Two tall ones crossed her path. They stopped and called out to her but she didn’t recognize them. She had a goal to obtain so she picked up her gait and moved quickly away from them into the domain of the shade keepers.
She then saw them in front of her. The bushy tails scattered and she couldn’t resist. She ran after them. Their meat was too delectable and they gave such good chase. They were the prize that every one of her kind sought. It was a badge of honor to have caught one. She was proud to say she had done so once when she was still relatively new to this world. But now her joints didn’t move quite as fast as they used to and her body tired quicker. She was still able to walk the ground just fine but she knew deep down that the bushy tailed one she had bested many seasons ago would probably have to suffice as her only victory in this game. She watched the bushy tails climb the shade keepers. She leaned tall against a shade keeper that held several bushy tails just out of her reach. She then sang the song of her people to glorify the game that her kind and the bushy tailed ones have played since anyone could remember and would undoubtedly play long after her time on this world had come to its conclusion.
She journeyed on and emerged from the domain of the shade keepers. She saw another one of her kind yelling at her to get off his property. She wasn’t about to pick a fight. She knew she was almost at her objective. She lowered her head and averted her eyes to show she meant no harm and did not wish to engage over dominion of this particular land. It could be his. She was just passing through.
As she turned the corner she stumbled upon a hisser. Typically he arched his back and let out the sound they all seemed to make whenever she approached them. She made a move toward him and then continued on her way. She always did that just to show them she wasn’t afraid. She had never understood them and she didn’t think she ever would. The only thing she could say about them is that she usually found scrumptious treats buried in the dirt whenever they were around. She could never tell whether it was just coincidence or if they had something to do with the treats. That’s why she always played it safe and let them be.
She could tell now that she was almost there. She tried to contain her excitement and keep her focus. There were a few fast meatless animals roaming about so she had to be cautious. Usually they were harmless but it seemed for some unknown reason they would lash out and kill from time to time. So she had learned that to stay clear of them was the best policy.
Finally the odor hit her nose and she knew she had made it once more to the place. This place was special. It not only filled her body it filled her heart too. She always felt at home and at peace while there. She went directly to the hole that would open and close where nothing but good things emerged. She sat there as her tail brushed the dust behind. Then her favorite tall one in the entire universe opened the hole and approached her. The tall one lifted a deformed hairless paw and used it to stroke her head. The tall one then set down a pile of the most delicious of edibles. The tall one made a sweet sound and stood there continuing to stroke her fur as she gobbled up the succulent array in front of her. She savored this moment for it was truly what life was all about.
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