Safe, warm, comfortable. That’s the feeling she gets when she thinks of her parents. She doesn’t know what they look like. She doesn’t know who they are. She doesn’t care. She just wants that same feeling that her parents gave her. Free looked outside the window again. It was cold, snowing, overcast, and quiet. She was happy she was inside somewhere safe, warm and comfortable. She was protected from the outside.

  Something told her to go to the front door even though it was cold. She didn’t want to get up, but something was telling her to move. Outside of the door, she saw a creature inside a small house. It was shivering, lonely, and cold. The creature looked like it needed help. Free made herself visible to the creature by waving her wings around until it saw her. As soon as it saw her, it got excited. It wagged its tail, its ears perked up, and it ran towards her.

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  “Can I come in?” the creature said as soon as it reached the front door.

  “Sure!”

  “It’s nice and warm in here.”

  “It sure is. Come in!”

  “Thanks!”

  The creature followed Free to the corner and cuddled with her. Its body heat and hers made it feel even safer, warmer, and more comfortable.