
The sun was out today and the breeze was gentle. The black females fur took in the heat from the bright, yellow sun as it gleamed brightly. If only she could see the beauty. But she couldn't. Harra could only feel it. Red hints in her fur were noticeable in the sunlight as she padded along her own way with her tail dragging firmly against the ground behind her. How nice this day felt. If only she had a close one to share it with. It would most definitely be a wonderful if not perfect day.