The young cub was on her way back to the den. She was a little bored and though she had chased that mouse for ages it had managed to escape. They always manage to escape. Stupid mice. She couldn't wait to get home then she could curl up and dream. Oh how she loved to just curl up and dream about everything. In her dreams anything could happen and that was what she loved best. Today she would dream about... catching that annoying mouse.
She trotted home happily as if already in her dream world where everything was perfect. In that world her father loved them unconditionally without any problems and their family was one that was envied by many. Sometimes she was happier off in a world that wasn't real, at least that way she could get anything she wanted!
As she got closer to the den she thought she could hear something from inside, maybe someone was in there? Well she could curl up outside the den just as well as she could inside. So she found a lovely spot where she curled up. Dream time!
