Kevan Smith - Tie

Wandering aimlessly through purple grass fields, a flutter of blue bow butterflies float around his legs resettling onto nectar grasses.  He usually bouncers fast and wide across the valleys, grasping the wonder of landscapes, but today is a lazy wander with Cuddles plodding and grumbling softly beside him offering gruff short moos and cat-style purrs.  Being unique here, Bonn tries to assimilate with nature; to tie himself to the ebb and flow of this valley, pulse of the land, synchronicity of the planet.  He lies on the dewy grass to feel the planetary heart-beat, closes his eyes and sighs deeply.