Chapter 20
The white cat slunk through the trees surrounding the cabin, every sense alert for any sign of an intruder. Sniffing the air, he caught the scent of another cat. Faint—and old, perhaps a few hours old, he thought, still lingering on the brush close to the cabin. He climbed up to a low tree branch then onto a higher one, scanning the area. Small sounds of movement filled the air, the denizens of the forest going about their daily business. If he’d been hungry, the white cat could have fed well on the pair of rabbits he saw skittering from one low bush to the next a few yards away.
Deeming it safe for the moment, the cat leapt down, startling a squirrel who chattered angrily at him after dashing up the nearest tree. Moving to the cabin, the cat walked slowly around it. The scent
