Firethorn's Den

A Cat on the Loose

It seems like I've been running forever, especially in this heat even though I don't sweat; by the words of her it's normal, but I can't stand this heat all the same, running around looking for an entrance which might not even exist for all I know but I have to try. Let it be known that I would never give up and die, but then, life can be short or given away to someone else that easy, just like all my siblings whom I'll probably never see again.

I wish I hadn't let myself be lured by an ajar door. I wouldn't have found myself in a predicament such as this, not that I haven't enjoyed chasing the butterflies, kissing the roses... Oh-all right, I chewed them up, and let me tell you they don't taste good, not in a million years that I would allow roses to be on the list of my gourmet dinners. Huh? What? Did I hear the back door open...? Wait! Let me in! Don't leave me here!

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