Chino was hopping through a beautiful meadow of purple and white wild flowers. Taking a deep breath in she could smell the wonderful sent of them in the light breeze that was blowing. Cycling and soft stop a coupe of time Chino lade softly down on the flowering bed under her.
The day was sunny and warm for a spring day. There were big white fluffy clouds flouting but and Chino tried to picture what each cloud looked like. One look like a baby and another looked like a faebear, this game always made Chino smile. She just loves the outdoors and the world around her. The only thing missing in her live was someone to share it with. The thought brought a frown to her face.