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A rustle in the bushes.
A fleeting glimpse of a black pelt.
A glint of a blue eye.
The scent of desperation.
These are the things that a cat would have experienced, had one been there that night. But no cat was. No cat would ever know.
A tiny squeak. The black cat set what she was carrying down, tenderly. She licked it's black ear, and a sad smile twitched at the corners of her mouth.
?" It mewed sleepily.
"Ssshhh, now, my sweet
Do not speak, or we will be discovered." The tiny kit nodded, scared. She picked it up again. She lithely manoeuvred through the trees, her black pelt bleeding into the shadows. But the kitten's white pelt stood out, it was a beacon. At the moment, this was bad, but it would hopefully be the thing to save her life
Suddenly, there was a rustle behind the black cat. A scent hit her, and her blue eyes widened. With pupils dilated, she bounded forward. Her fur stood up on end, as she heard the sound of some