Grey looked across at the rich colours of nature and the endless supply of food and water. He gazed at the trees, the birds, the afternoon shadows from the sun, and he listened to the different sounds of wildlife. None of it was familiar. The trees were different. The sounds were different. The animal calls were different, but he was happy. Grey thought to himself: Home is not where I was born. Home is where I am accepted. And it was true that Grey and his family were accepted by all the animals. They were home.
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