Chapter 4
Not the Best Reunion
A long chapter? OMG!
It's been about two moons now and Baillie loves her freedom. She is thriving in the wild. With her great hunting skills, she is very well-fed and she found out that she can drink the dew off of leaves as water. She has been moving around from place to place on the west forest, but hasn't gone into the field or anywhere else. She was looking around for some prey when she spotted a deer.
Is that a deer? I've never seen one of those and mama never taught us how to catch them. I'll just try my best.
She crouched down and slowly began to stalk the deer, she was within three feet of it- close enough to jump at- she leaped up and forcefully came down onto the deer, without it even noticing her until she was already on top of it.
Huh, I guess I'm pretty good at this. Baillie purred at the thought.
Then, out of nowhere, a large creature jumps up out of the underbrush and lands hard onto Baillie's back and wastes no time flipping her over. She looks up to see her older brother, Thorn, staring viciously down at her.
"Thorn! It's me, Baillie! Your sister! Please, don't hurt me!" Baillie cries out, terrified and in pain.
The horrifying voice of her brother growls back at her. "You're on my side of the forest, get out and never come back!"
"But, but Thorn, I'm your sister, we were litter mates," Baillie's tone suddenly changed from being confused to begin more serious, "and we share this forest, and if you don't want to have that then I will gladly fight for it."
"Fine then, have it your way." Thorn tightened his grip on his sister and just before he bit her neck she used all her strength to push him off of her. Now that she was less vulnerable she quickly went through all the fighting training Maddy taught her.
Left paw here, right paw her, pressure on this leg and push off. She thought to herself.
She launched herself forward at top speed, plowing into her brother. She knocked him over and pounced on top of his stomach, digging her claws into him. She scratched roughly at his chest a few times before stopping and looking at what she had done to her brother. She stared blankly at his bloody, torn up underbelly and pain wrecked face.
"What have I down!?" She thought out loud to herself.
Her brother used all his might to stand up while Baillie was distracted. He rammed into her, full force, and knowing he could win the battle, he used the time he gained to run away as fast as he could. Baillie, recovering quickly, got up and ran after him, thinking she might be able to help him with the wounds she had just given him. She followed the trail of fresh blood all the way to the road where she found her brother catching his breath and trying to figure out how to escape.
When he noticed that Baillie had caught up to him, he attempted to run across the road, only to find that a car was coming straight toward him. Thinking that he would be killed by Baillie if he turned back, he kept running forward. The car in attempt to avoid hitting the lion, slammed on their breaks, but only in vain, for it was too late.
The car rammed into Thorn's body and sent him flying to the other side of the road. Baillie stands there, petrified by the sight of the still lump laying on the other side of the road. She stayed there for a while, unable to take her eyes off of the motionless heap. Till dusk she remained there until her stomach started to growl and her mouth was starting to become dry. She tried to sleep that night but she couldn't get the image of the unmoving body of her brother-who she at one point loved-out of her mind and couldn't stop thinking that it was all her fault that he was dead.