Sighing, Freedom rolled onto his back, looking up at the blue sky. The flowers around him smelled sweet, and he could name each one.

Freedom laid on the branch of a tree, arranging flowers in his unkempt hair.

He jumped, quivering with fear.

His tail flicked from side to side as he let out a shaky breath. “W-who are you?”

His fur slowly laid back down. “A-are you friends with my... father?” He whimpered.

He sighed, relieved.

Freedom laid beside a large apple tree, his tail curled over his nose as he slept.

He lifted his head, fear filling his eyes.

(Sure) Freedom shook the grass out of his fur, yipping lightly.