Her name is Liora - red-haired like an autumn sunset. And with eyes that reflect distant horizons. Once upon a time she was afraid to go too far from home, but one day she met Frank.

A little red fox who spoke the language of the wind. Frank came into her life on the darkest day, when it seemed that all was lost. He quietly touched her palm with his wet nose and they became inseparable.

Since then, they have been traveling together. Each route has its own story. Sometimes these are cities whose names are impossible to pronounce. Sometimes roads that are not on the map. The main thing is that they are together.

They say Liora is looking for a place where she can stay forever. Or maybe she's just running away from something that could one day catch up with her anywhere in the world...

Frank knows a secret: sometimes the road is home.