The Windmill

A windmill stands in a lonely field, quiet and safe. The wings of the large arms that jut out the side of the building are old and ragged, the humans abandoning the whole area long ago. Inside, old sacks of grain and wheat are stacked against the walls, old farming tools leaning beside them. Because of the serene nature of this place, canines of all types come here to give birth to their young, and it is the only place where both dogs and wolves usually end up in the same building. They keep their distance, but the joy of new life sometimes eradicates all rivalries between the species.