Sabretooth couldn't see anything through the thick overhanging of the trees all around him. He couldn't tell if it was still daytime or not. Slowly, he trampled over fallen branches and looked around.
"This doesn't look like home." He said stupidly. Just then, a small tap on his foot made him turn around. "What- who's there?!" He demanded. But no one answered. Sabe growled a pathetic growl, "Come out... I'll... I'll... fight you!" He stuck up his abnormally large hands and balled them into fists. Then the tapping on his foot started again.
Sabe looked down cautiously and saw the baby birds below him. "Oh no you don't!" He backed away from the birds, "Get away from me!" He backed away, but the birds followed him. "NO!" Little Sabe screamed in terror, "Get away from me birdies! Get away!" He cowered into a tree and awaited his fate. A small cheep broke the silence, "Mommy!" Sabretooth looked up, "Oh no."
The four little birds looked up at him questioningly, "Mommy?" Sabe was frozen with terror. Then as fast as he could (which wasn't very fast), he bolted up and ran deeper into the woods. Behind him he could hear the fading cheeps of, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!"
When Sabretooth thought that he lost the birds, he plopped himself down only to feel a sharp pain in his posterior. There was another cactus needle. Sighing, he threw it over his shoulder. Just when he thought he could rest, "MOMMY!"
"Aaaaaaaah!" Sabe screamed and snapped his head in the direction of the voice. The four little birds wobbled toward him threateningly. They were coming closer! They seemed to chant, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy..." as they wobbled even closer. Frantically, Little Sabe threw the diary at one of the approaching birds. Not realizing his own strength, the tiny bird was violently pushed into a nearby tree. Its little body stuck there for a moment, it's wings spread out and tongue hanging out of its little beak. Then, it slid down the trunk slowly and hit the ground.
The other three baby birds looked at little Sabe with big, round eyes. "Mo-"
"Shut up! STOP IT! I'm not your mommy!" Frantically, Sabretooth picked up the diary and ran away again, trying to lose the little birds. Soon, he came to a huge waterfall. With nowhere else to go, Sabe stood at the edge and looked around. The baby birds looked menacing, their little beady eyes were fixated on him and they inched closer. "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy..." Sabe stepped back and almost lost his balance. The birds still came toward him almost predatorily, their little beaks, in Sabe's mind, ready for fresh kitty meat.
The enemy was upon him. Another step backward and Sabretooth would be over the cliff. The birdies wobbled toward him. Without thinking, Little Sabe stepped back again and fell off the cliff.
"Nooooooo!" The mutant yelled, his little kid voice barely audible over the rush of water below him. He struck the surface hard and was buried deep beneath the water.
A big, hairy hand broke the surface dramatically and Sabe splashed helplessly in the vast pool. He was going to drowned... cats didn't like water! It was just then when he realized that he was freakishly tall and could stand in the pool. Dragging himself onto shore, he collapsed.
So he'd been caught by a mousetrap (which was still attached to him), he thrown little Toadie's diary out the window and had to chase down a bird to get it back, he had ran into TWO patches of cacti, busted his groin on a stray tree branch, been thoroughly confused by the birds coming out of the eggs, then they followed him, and now he was soaking wet!
Yes, this definitely was not Little Sabretooth's day at all. Exhausted, he fell to sleep.
