Una prances through the forest and sees an opening. She tilts her head in wonder, her collar jingling as the wind blew through her white fur. She slowly walked to the opening and saw a plain of grass. Una smiled and pranced and yelped in happiness. She flopped on her back and sprawled in the soft grass.
She would giggle and laugh, until a new and strange aura flew and smacked in the face. Her white fur stood and she began to snarl, barring her canines.