Memories come back in dreams, my daughter. I missour past life and freedom.
Every night you’re screaming. Are you ok?
Nothingcompares to freedom Aria. We have the right to our wildlife and our territory.
But we are safe mum and humans are nice to us in this place.
Every day of her two last years of life, Akira missed the smell of the burrow, the sound of her babies suckling, the murmur of the stream and the scents of the mountain. She used to dream about Buck being happy together. At least no human being would ever take away her memories when she was a full-fledged vixen