Taste of Forest Freedom!

The sun breaks through the foliage, dancing with golden spots. You rush forward, enjoying every jump, every moment of freedom. The air is filled with the aromas of damp earth, pine needles and something wild, elusively beautiful. Your tail beats in time with your run, and your ears catch every rustle, every sound of the forest.

Two weeks ago, your life changed forever. The auction, the cages, the looks of others – all of that was left behind, like a nightmare. You cost a lot of money, a hefty sum that was paid for you. And now, here you are, running through the forest, albeit under supervision, but still – running!

A tall figure glides through the trees ahead. Your master. Or rather, Monsieur Antoine. He walks slowly, allowing you to burn off your energy. His long blond hair flutters in the wind, and his formal suit seems out of place in this wild place.

You run faster. Antoine smiles, shakes his head and increases his pace slightly. The game has begun. You weave between the trees, trying to get ahead, but he is always on guard. This is fun, this is excitement, this is…freedom?