Aspenpool nodded quietly towards Mouse when he said it was hay. She padded along for a moment thinking about how much hay there must be for it to have such a strong smell, and how that was probably better nesting then the bramble they used in nests back at camp.
As the forest had reached it's limit, Aspenpool could see a vast field with the moonlight shining directly over it. She felt as if in this moment the moon's only calling was to beam down over this field. It felt peaceful. As she padded through next to mouse, she breathed in deeply, trying to take it all in. The grass felt different on the pads of her paws then the underbrush she was use to walking in. It felt so soft, and she was elated with this notion. Of course she had walked on grass when going to gatherings, and of course they had some grass in the clearing, but it just didn't compare.
She entered the barn next to Mouse and couldn't help but let
"Wow" escape her mouth. It felt large to her inside. So much more room than her cramped den back at home. She looked up to see the cracks in the roof of the barn, clearly aged from many moons of watching over it's field.
"Mouse, there is so much room here. It's beautiful." She was at a loss for words and was still processing her thoughts about the barn. She loved it!
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