"You- you do?" Downpour stuttered.
"Of course." She replied, tightening her grip on his tail. "Is- is that ok?"
He smiled and crouched down next to her, pressing against her back.
"Always and forever." He whispered in her ear.
The two purred with each other for a moment and then twig snapped in the forest. Downpour's head shot up and he rose in a low growl.
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Mist looked at him, confused. She couldn't and didn't understand why he was so alert all of a sudden.
"It followed us- Quick follow me!" He said in an urgent whisper. "There's a way out through the back, can you stand?"
Mist rose to her paws, still full of questions.
"What followed us?" She asked as fear gripped her throat in its sharp claws, constricting and tightening. Working its way down her spine.
"No time to explain!" He whispered, even more urgently "We have to get out of here!"
He nudged her softly to the back exit. Mist crouched low and felt her soft underbelly fur press against the cold, hard stone. When she reached the forest, Downpour was motionless. He was just- Staring. Cold, hard, staring. Just staring into the forest. His eyes as thin as thorns. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡysVkwMRMVN
He turned and ushered her up a tree. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡazFP5psJv8
"It won't be able to reach us here." he said looking down at the forest floor. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdC4FIKc8bK
Mist put her paw on his and asked, "Can you tell me now?"
She tried to use her most comforting voice as she saw he was under much stress.
He nodded and pointed down to thick foliage planted near the edge of the cave. Only a few feet from where they had been exiting.
Mist leaned in closer and saw a dark stripes. He fur stood on end and she almost seemed to panic, the injuries must have taken more of a toll then she had thought.
She its snarling teeth, amber coat, and pure death wish. She was panting heavily, barely able to contain herself as every single one of her instincts told her to leap out of the tree and start running.
Never stop running-
They seemed to be chanting in her head.
Never stop running-
She clutched her head with her right paw. She felt the fear coming back, the awful- scull crushing fear the rushes in and leaves you with nothing. That awful spine-chilling fear that beats you up until you are a speck in the wind. That awful fear that stops you from speaking- thinking-
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Blood.
roaring.
pain.
Never. ending. pain.
Her tail was beating against the branch of the tree as Mist sat up in terror. She hadn't thought- hadn't IMAGINED that it would have followed them. She would have never even given it a second thought it was so crazy. 192Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSPBCPuhL21
And finally, to Mist's terror- It revealed itself.
The tiger.
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