Every day, she would dare to roam the grassland, with a carefree air.

One day, while Cary was enjoying her fare of grapes and pears, she spotted a pair of hares. They were in a bit of a fuss, trying to share a single piece of lettuce.

Cary approached them with a smile.

"Why not split the lettuce and share?" she said.

The hares looked at each other, and then back at Cary, "That is a wonderful idea. We would not dare to be unfair."

Cary felt happy. She had helped the hares.

She kept on her trek, walking with an airy step. But soon, she felt a tear in her foot.

Cary did not despair, she knew she had to take care. She sat on a chair and carefully took out the sharp stone stuck there.

The next day, Cary felt a lot better. She went on a walk to get some fresh air.

Along the way, she saw a flare in the sky. It was an airplane, flying high.

Cary stared at it with wonder, hoping that one day, she too could fly in the air.

Then, Cary saw a big hot air balloon in the sky.

She wished she could fly high in the air, just like the balloon, without a care.

But for now, she was content with her lair, her friends, and the fresh air.

Cary kept on living in her lair, always ready to help and share. She wore a crown of flowers in her hair, given to her by the grateful hares.