Chapter 4:

I glanced out the window and relized the overwhelming fact: Bonewasn't strong enougth to make it today. I racked my mind for ideas, but the only one that invloved little physical strain was staying here. I sighed at this realization, but kept silent. So I searched the shed from roof to the floor for hiding spaces. I found a small vent that the hard grate had fallen off so I gently encouraged Bone to walk across the shed from where we were to the small vent. It was slow and he fell and little and was exausted from the "jouney", but as the moon climbed into the sky we were tucked in the vent. I even managed to hunt a little before retiring to bed.

I slept all night...

I blinked open my eyes, squinting and letting my eyes adjust to the light. At first I jumped as I saw my surroundings, but then I remembered where I was. Bone was still asleep and it conforted me to feel his pelt so close to mine, and I couldn't help but to glance at his face. The bandage came off in the night and I saw his wound. The redness was mostly gone and now a huge scab covered the injury. I had licked his fur clean of blood and matts last night while he was asleep. I poked his neck with my paw. I sighed, No fever...

I sat down and gazed at the dirty, cracked window. It was a beutiful day and the air flowing through the vent was slightly warm, a little chilly, but it was early. It would surely warm up in the day. I stretched and mentally prepared myself for our move. I stepped forward and heard a little mew. Stronger then before, it almsot shocked me. I turned and saw Bone waking up from his own slumber. He blinked and mewed again before he joined me. He was wobbly on his feet, but stronger and I relized that he was stronger today and could withstand the mental and physical stress of the journey.

I turned to him and layed my tail on his shoulder and rubbed it along his shoulder and meowed in a way that said, "Come. Follow me." He blinked and sat down, stretched his front legs before standing and walking towards me and twisting his tail with mine. Together forever, tails wrapped together, we slowly, carefully padded out of the shed door. We didn't slow down or look behind us until he were on the edge of the woods.

Then I saw them. The humans were running towards us and now I could see their face. Bare, furless, with huge abnormal eyes, each of them looked the same. Except one was shorter and had longer fur on the back of it's skull. Both had the same ginger colored fur as the cat that visited the shed regularly. They laughed, a horrible sound that sent shivers down Bone's spine.

They propped the door to the shed open and wondered inside, their footsteps clicking against the wood flooring. We turned to leave, but they came out of the sheds and suddenly one pointed towards us. I held my breath and counted.
One.
The other one glanced over.
Two.
One scooped up some pebbles from the grass.
Three.
They walked towards us.
Four.
One reared back and threw. I saw the gray object whiz past Bone's head. He flinched and started to inch back.
Five.
He readied another throw. I was a bit bigger then Bone, so I grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and pulled his along like a mother would do to a kitten. I dragged him for several minutes until I lost my breath and was in the middle of the woods. I layed down in a soft bed of moss and panted. Bone was laying the the moss as well, except he was licking his sore shoulder that the tom cat had given him.

We lay, together until death drew us apart.