The benefit of the doubt

Haiku’s white streaked form raced over the plains, certain that he’d outpaced his siblings. Or maybe he took a wrong turn who could know? Running was so much fun though he didn’t have much care where any of them were, he was filled with the joy of racing. Of extending his gait as far as it could go and running as fast as he could. It was always better with Senryu at his side but even this was bliss. The wind blew through his fur and over his face and he blinked back his eyes. His vision distorted with tears he was going so fast through the grasses that he could barely see above.

His youth or inability to pay full attention, whatever the reason was he didn’t see his cousin Lyric. At least not until it was the very last minute. Haiku’s bright eyes widened in surprise as he tried to put on the brakes, but it was too late. If Lyric didn’t move the young puppy would run right into his right thigh.