Chapter 2:

I began to feel a little more cautious as I got closer, so I dropped down to a walk. My black ears flicking in all directions, listening closely. My yellow eyes darted around. Searching every shadow clearly and carefully, I crept around a corner. Right now this area of town seemed pretty dead. That's good.

The breeze whipped by, bathing my thick coat in a comforting blanket of coolness. It felt so good after such a hard run. My black nose drops to the ground for a few moments. While sniffing the ground, I pick up a gazillion different scents. My mind started to whirl with all the different smells, so I pulled off. Not wanting to get a head ache.

I froze. Catching some sort of movement out of the corner of my sharp eye. I listened intently. Strange...I can't hear anything...

Again, I catch a glimpse of something moving in the shadows. Ok. There's definitely something there. But what? I couldn't hear any footsteps or breathing for that matter. There was absolutely no sound.

I sniffed the air. Nothing. Well this is just great! I'm getting fucking stalked and I don't even know where the hell nor what this person wants. A flat look makes its place on my snout.

And then I see it.

It took me for a loop at first. The strange light didn't register immediately and I felt more curious than anything else. Staring at it with laser beam focus, I cock my head slightly. It was a yellow tracking light. The bright LED's lighting up in sync back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth...

I don't know how long I was staring at it before they suddenly disappeared, breaking the hypnotizing trance they had me under and leaving me dazed for a few seconds. I stare blankly at where they had appeared from. I was seriously tempted to go check it out.

Oh hell no! Don't be stupid! Curiosity killed the cat, remember? Don't be that cat dammit! A voice seemed to scold me from inside my head. I knew the possible danger associated with going over there and investigating. There could be a bad person over there, hiding. Knowing what I am and wanting to corrupt it for his own twisted pleasures. Nope, I finally decided, I'm good.

With a simple flick of my tail, I turn around. It had to be getting near 5 or 6 by now. I should be making my way back anyhow.

/*KR*/

By the time I make it back to the alley, the sky is slowly turning. Shit.

I change back into my human form and grab my bag. Quickly I start to jog up the road. The orphanage was still three blocks ahead.

My legs started to burn when I made it to the light. I had to wait for the crosswalk because there was already early morning drivers out. As I waited, my mind reverted back to the mysterious yellow light. What the hell was it? Damn. I should've just gone to check it out. Fuck caution. What do I have to lose? I've already lost everything that mattered most to me.

An angry honk snapped me out my trance and back to reality.

"Move it, sweetheart!" A man's voice yelled out his driver side window. I blew him a kiss as I walked by.

Ok. One more block to go.

I checked my Ipod again. 7:15 AM. Shit. The place opens up at 7:30. Why the hell do I like to cut everything so damn close?

Because you like to run on your time and do what you want to do and do it when you want, that same voice said, only cheerfully sarcastic this time. I couldn't help but smile.

As I near the street corner to turn down, I felt compelled to look to the left. My eyes widened and my mouth opened in awe.

Sitting in front of a local bakery I usually went to, was a beautiful two-toned, jet black and silver Trans Am. The body work was sleek and shiny. It looked incredibly smooth to the touch, and I could only imagine how sick that thing probably sounded. There was no doubt that car was very well taken care of. Maybe even a little too much, if that was possible.

I walked to the front gate of the orphanage. Before opening the gate, I look back at where that gorgeous car was. A little frown came to my face when I saw it was gone.