The wild forest engulfed him in a sea of green; branches of trees groping towards him giving the forest an eerie feel. The only sounds were of his heavy panting and four padded paws nimbly skimming across the leaf strewn ground. A few rays of sunlight managed to slice through the canopy, but all he needed was his nose to guide him. The dog loved the sensation of the wind whipping across his face bringing with it all sorts of smells enticing him, but this dog was only interested in one faint but familiar smell; his master.
The sun was just tipping over the horizon plunging the world into darkness as the dog finally made his way out of the entangling branches. The dog now found himself in a large clearing where he and his master had got out of the noisy metal bird that flew without wings. He woofed with delight at his victory over the forest, but was quickly replaced by a whine of despair as he couldn't see his master or the metal bird anywhere, and the scent ended abruptly at this large