I smooth back Blossom's long dark brown hair. She's so beautiful she has her daddy's hair, and her courage is as strong as her dads.

"will you say the poem you wrote for me mommy" Blossom asks as she curls up more into me.

"Of course my darling" I say to her.

"she's a child of flowers

a mystery worth exploring

she's the hope of having love

The cure to seal a broken heart

She's a small flower

That will blossom into a beautiful creature

She will change the worlds way of thinking

Into something unimaginable..."

I look down when I finish the poem and see that Blossom's eyes were closed and her breathing was the breathing of a sleeping person. I lower my head and gently kiss her forehead. I move slowly and gently lay her head on a pillow and quietly stand up. I walk to the door, open it without making a sound, and head outside.

The air was cool and it felt wonderful, I look around just to make sure nobody was near even though I know no one lives near us.

I jog to the woods that surround the house, I takeoff all my clothing and I tuck them all in a small hole that I always use in the tree. I begin to imagine a big cat to help me shift, and I do, into a cheetah.

I decide to head to the pond that was hidden in my woods. When I run I feel free, my speed is so wild and I like wild lay down right by it. The pond has always be my thinking spot, but it also reminds me of my past.

I love my Blossom so much, I don't know what I would be without her. Blossom is the only one I have left, I would probably be dead without her. Not because I would be murdered but because I would have killed myself, because of the loss of my mate.

I wish Blossom could have met her father Blossom would have loved him. 392 would have loved Blossom, Blossom is hard not to love though, but he would have loved Blossom because Blossom was ours. 392 never got to meet our daughter though. Blossom is so much like her father and the older she gets the more like 392 she gets, oh how I love my daughter. 329 was nice to me even though he was held captive like me in Mercile. he was gentle when he was forced to have sex with me. 392 never knew what I really was, he just thought I was human and I just let him keep thinking that.

392 was New Species and had died in the in the fire that was caused when one of the technicians, Benjy, dropped a match while trying to burn me. The fire spread quickly and I was barely able to escape to safety outside. But 392 wasn't as fortunate, he hadn't got out in time. And I ran from the testing facility before I was caught, I was running from the death of my mate, my love.

Grief tore through me as I remember that awful day. I used to think that not knowing what was going to happen to you was the worst kind of pain, but I was all to wrong, the loss of a mate, a loved one is the worst kind of torture to ever experience, it feels like you are being torn apart limb by limb emotional until all you feel is empty, as if a piece of your soul has been taken from you, and that part that was taken turns into a pit of darkness and that darkness spreads through the rest of your soul. Many nights I have suffered the withdrawals of losing a mate and the hurt would take over me.

A sound pull me out of my thoughts, it was a popping sound muffled but still noticeable. My ears perked up. I stood up and started jogging back to the house, a scream sounded through the woods, the scream was one I knew all to well. Blossom. I started to run as panic filled me. Another scream tore through the woods which caused me to start sprinting.

When the house came into view I noticed that the door was hanging wide open, as I got closer I saw that the lock had a hole in it that looked like a bullet hole. no!, I ran in through the door the house. Blossom! my mind screamed. My insides kept screaming for me to protect her.

My heart nearly stops when I see a tall male with sunglasses on trying to pick my daughter up. Blossom is struggling and I notice there were five more males that looked more then six feet tall all with sunglasses on in thee room all holding huge weapons that resembled guns. Their heads all jerk toward me and i watch as shock spreads across their faces.

The male seemed to be whispering words to Blossom, trying to get her to trust him. But that's not going to happen if I have anything to do with this.

I roar and lung for the man that was trying to grab my daughter, I tackle him to the ground and growl baring my teeth. They dare try to take my daughter! I will show them not to mess with me and my daughter!

"fuck!" the man under her cried out in surprise
"it's a fucking cheetah" exclaimed another male "why is there a fucking cheetah in the woods"

.I growl louder and I open my mouth and lower my head to the males neck.
"shoot it!" the male under me cried out. "fuck! It's going to bite me!"
"no! Don't shoot" I heard Blossom scream before a popping sounded in the small space.

Something hit my back, they have to do better than that to stop an anger cheetah, but then seconds later my legs give out under me, what the fuck is going.. realization at what they did struck me, bastards tranquilized me. My body goes limp on top of the males body. Not to long after I am pulled into blackness.