You look back at the sunny wilderness, thinking hard about this. When you were searching you only had one mission which was to get back to the city, but now this place has grown on you. Was the city life really worth going back to? With one last look at the machine, you made your decision and turned back. You ran through the field, letting the soft wind brush through your fur as you headed back to your destined place of living. You never looked back at the machine, and instead looked forward. This was your new life, and this was home.