THE CAT, Chapter I

THE CAT, Chapter I

  THE CAT Prologue A very minor tendril of the lightning strike caught the running cat’s head on its left side. The thin super-heated tendril split the cat’s ear half way down and tossed its body down and to one side.  The cat lay seemingly lifeless while the storm...
THE CAT, Chapter II

THE CAT, Chapter II

The cat rested. He lay as he’d been before, not wanting to deal with the things that had been circling around in his head. He knew he was risking a small bit by returning to the bear ravaged den, and he hated the scent the grousing, rolling predator had left behind,...
THE CAT,  Chapter III

THE CAT, Chapter III

The light faded from the valley, the sunlight descending the canyon wall beyond the river like a curtain slowly falling on life itself. But not to the cat. The night brought stealth and slow-moving life to a very busy but also very elusive forest during daylight...
THE CAT,  Chapter IV

THE CAT, Chapter IV

The cat reacted in shock, the unexpected recovery of the hominid, from what seemed like deep sleep, surprising him to the point of near shock. The cat froze in place, its own eyes staring into the dark, shiny and unblinking eyes of the human. The meatball was...
THE CAT,  Chapter V

THE CAT, Chapter V

The cat lay erect, able to give over a good portion of its living existence to sleep without ever having to slip into a languid defenseless slumber. His eyes filmed over, his translucent third eyelid drew across his eyes for protection, and to moisten them while still...
THE CAT, Chapter VI

THE CAT, Chapter VI

The boy reached out toward the trunk of the large but slender oak but stopped himself when he looked into the cat’s eyes. The cat had gone to the tree first, upon hearing the approach of something nor natural or native to the surrounding area. The boy had been slower...
The Cat, Chapter VII

The Cat, Chapter VII

THE CAT Chapter VII   Slowly, ever so slowly, the cat withdrew back into the underbrush, using the super sensitive fur on his backside to assure that he guided himself silently, and without touching anything substantial. Flicking the tip of his tail, he brushed the...
THE CAT, Chapter VIII

THE CAT, Chapter VIII

The cat had not disappeared. He’d withdrawn back into the clustered thickness of low scrub that dominated the bottom of the forest, like a wavy and near limitless thick rug. The writhing and waving plant growth of small size, where rivulets of wind were able to creep...