A wide sunny meadow stretches out, dotted with wildflowers and tall golden grass swaying in the breeze.
Luna clutches her shiny red ball and barks at a butterfly, a squirrel, and a rabbit. 'Mine!' she yaps, bouncing on her paws.
The meadow shrinks around her as she drags the ball behind a bush and guards it fiercely.
Luna bounces the ball by herself. Thump. Thump. Thump. She kicks it, it rolls away, she chases — but nobody laughs with her.
The red ball sits cold and quiet against her paw. She thought: it isn't fun when nobody shares.
Luna drags the ball to the edge of the forest and sets it down. A small hedgehog appears, sniffing the air. Luna freezes, then slowly pushes the ball toward the hedgehog with one paw.
The hedgehog nudges the ball — it rolls in a perfect loop-the-loop and bonks a pile of autumn leaves, sending them exploding into the air like a crimson tornado.
Luna giggles, then lets out a loud yip of delight.
Luna and the hedgehog roll the ball back and forth until the meadow fills with their laughter.
The red ball bounces between them, shining brighter than before, and Luna doesn't want it back.