"Home" always seemed to be an ambiguous term, a word that was open to more than one meaning or interpretation. For the longest time, Judy's mind went back to the quaint life that she lived back in Bunnyburrow whenever the word was brought up.
Upon further remembrance, she would often visualize the extremely spacious interior that made up her childhood home. Placed upon most of the walls and hallways were the adored pictures of family and friends that she held very close to her. The windows more than often provided picturesque views for her family, and the exquisite farmland that surrounded their property seemed to stretch on forever.
Whenever she would come home from school, she would more than often be greeted with the faint sounds of music coming from the small radio that was in the kitchen. The aroma of freshly baked goods additionally filled her atmosphere on occasion, and sometimes one or two of her younger siblings could be spotted running across the halls.
Periodically, when the evening got closer and all of the hard work around the acreage was complete, Judy's two close friends, Sharla and Gareth, would pay their visit to the Hopps Family Farm. When they were little, the three of them could be seen either running in friendly races or playing within the imaginary world that Sharla conjured up.
The house that she grew up in, as well as what area surrounded it, was practically perfection. It was what Judy considered to be the definition of home for the longest time. But there was a moment in which she concluded that there was more to the term "home" than just a house or a place that you were born and raised in.
The slight realization came to her when she was spending a Sunday evening over at Nick's apartment. Both of them were relaxed on the couch, Nick's long arms lovingly wrapped around his companion's shoulder.
As Judy put on a bright smile, she cocked her head a little bit to the left to look out at the view that Nick's window provided. From the look of the sky, Judy could tell that it was getting close to sunset. The sun casted its golden rays down upon the metropolis. The yellow ball of light and fire illuminated the sky that was decked with a tangerine hue as it started to set into the distance.
Despite her hometown in Bunnyburrow being many miles away, she came to the conclusion in her soul that she was right where she belonged. Home, as she came to realize, was where you were surrounded by someone who had your back even in the darkest of times. It was where adventurous memories and inseparable companions were made.
As the two of them gazed into the beautiful colors of sunset, Nick cocked his head and gave Judy a delicate kiss at the top of her head. Judy let out a faint laugh as she nestled herself more comfortably by the vulpine that was seated beside her.
This is home, she thought.