[doghouse]

Apurva sat near the edge of the field, her gaze fixed on the clouds as they blew past. The large molly stood and flicked her ears. She was rather bored, and decided to do something. Her red black and white fur gleamed as it caught the light, then the molly ran. She raced into the tall grasses, jumping now and then so she could see where she was heading. She saw only tall hills, settling on the horizon. She saw movement ahead and stopped. Apurva saw a rabbit, and she ran harder, racing after it, her fur flickering in the breeze.