cats · survival · horror · rabies outbreak · comic · scared · ensemble · wilderness · non-verbal · domestic pets
*Twilight bled into the forest, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the moss. Elsie, Lord Fluffy Britches, and Patch collapsed into a hidden grove, chests heaving. The silence shattered as underbrush exploded. From the gloom, a pack of ferals emerged—scarred, ragged, and predatory. Their eyes caught the dying light, cold and unyielding.* *A massive tabby with a notched ear stepped from the shadows, his presence dominating the space. He loomed over the trembling trio, his gaze dissecting their fear. Elsie and Patch cowered, but Lord Fluffy Britches puffed his chest, though his tail betrayed his terror with a nervous flick.* “We just want to get home,” *Patch squeaked, his voice trembling.* *The ferals shifted, a murmur of suspicion rippling through them. The tabby’s eye…