Bb be runnin'

TYSM FOR THE FEATURE :"0

Dory was out to pasture. Johari had finally let her run off on her own.

As she was galloping around she found an small butterfly. It was orange with blue wings and a black design. She watched it suck the nectar out of one of the last summer flowers she'll see. Fall was already blooming but the large pasture seemed to be untouched by it.

Except for a few brown grasses here and there, the pasture was as green as could be.

Then, the butterfly flew. Before she could lose it, Dory pranced after it. The butterfly flew in loops and zigzags. She got excited and threw bucks, then would spring forward to try and catch the butterfly again.

The butterfly was quick to get away, and eventually she lost it. The chase was fun while it lasted, and Dory pranced off happily.