Key wandered through the woods, he had been on his own for a few weeks and was starting to miss his best friend, Ice. Key shook his brown and white coat,
'No time to think about that now, I have to find a place to rest. I've been walking all night.' Key noticed a light brown den not far from him, he began to trot towards it, hoping there were not Twolegs there. He hated Twolegs, especially after what his old Twolegs did to him. His ocean blue orbs gleamed in the sun as he made his way closer to the large den. He sniffed the outside of the den and grumbled when he could scent Twolegs, his paws ached and he was exhausted. He didn't want to walk any longer but there was no way he was staying near Twolegs, he growled to himself and began to look around for another place to stay.