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This is my first story so no flames please! : ENJOY!!
Shadow woke up to a distant rattling. Yawning, he got up and stretched his paws before heading into the kitchen. His twoleg set down his bowl in front of him and gave him a pat on the head before leaving him to eat. Shadow meowed his thanks and began to dig in. After thoroughly licking his bowl, he gave his black fur a quick wash then headed out through his cat door into the forest.
Shadow stood in a patch of sunlight, letting the sun warm his fur. Unlike most house cats, he was allowed to come and go whenever he pleased so long as he was back by sunset. Seeing it wasn't even sunhigh, he decided to do a little more exploring. Silently, he crept through the undergrowth fully aware of the sounds echoing through the forest. Not sure where he was going, he made sure to be quiet, not wanting to be caught by one of the forest cats he knew lurked about. All seemed quiet until he heard a loud wail. What was that? He queried. Curiosity egged him forward and he found himself fox-lengths away from a lost bear cub. Glancing around, he didn't see a momma bear anywhere and began to creep towards the cub. Unfortunately, he'd been so caught up in not being seen, his paw slipped and snapped a twig. Looking up, he found himself face-to-face with the angered bear. Having no time to lose, he clawed the bear in the eye before turning around and sprinting towards home. Shadow heard a loud caterwaul and ran faster. Before long, he could hear the crunch of undergrowth behind him and knew the bear was catching up.
I'm almost home. He assured himself. Just a little bit further. Looking in the distance, the black tom could see the top of his cabin and pushed himself harder.
"Yes!" he screeched triumphantly racing through the black flap of his door.
"HEY!" came a cry from beneath him and Shadow realized he'd bowled into Socks on his made dash to safety. Pulling himself up, he licked the tiny bundle of tortoiseshell fur beneath him.
"Sorry." He meowed softly into the she-kit's ear.
"That's okay." She forgave him. Giving her one last lick, Shadow went back to his flap and peeked his head outside.
OH NO! He thought dreadfully. Looking out, he saw the bear cub sitting next to a bear almost three times its size. What have I done? Shadow could smell the young cub's fear scent, along with the mother's chokingly strong anger. Suddenly, the two turned around and Shadow quickly ducked his head back inside.
I hope they didn't see me. He prayed. He hoped in vain. Not far from his door came the loud roar of the mother bear charging towards the cabin. He could hear his twolegs shouting in confusion but didn't stop to explain. Besides, twolegs were so dense they wouldn't make sense of it anyways. Suddenly, the bear hit the door and sent a loud boom echoing throughout the house.
"Socks follow me!" Shadow screeched worriedly. Looking around, he spotted the tortoiseshell frozen stiff in a corner, eyes stretched wide with fear. Running to her, Shadow scooped her up in his jaws and began to run to the kitchen. He knew that his twolegs always kept it open except in leafbare and figured it to be his only way out. As Shadow skidded into the kitchen, the bear let out another roar and clawed at the door.
I'm running out of time! We're all going to die! Shadow fretted. NO! The black tom scolded himself. I must stay strong for Socks sake. As if new energy ran through his veins, Shadow paced back before running forward and springing onto the counter. As another boom shook through the house, Shadow took one last look at everything he'd ever known, and jumped out the window.