Stumbling through the dense foliage of the jungle, breath wild and haggard, came a young grey feline. Her white dress, a symbol of her affluence, had been torn at the hem by the thorny vines intent on bringing her to a halt. Blood oozed from the grievous gash across her left forearm, trickling across the red soil. Her rapier bled in solidarity from the tip, leaving behind droplets of crimson that once belonged to the adversary she had slain.
Agonised and exhausted, she wanted nothing more than to stop and rest.
The yells of her pursuers forbade such a luxury.
“She’s over here!”
She’s over here“We’re going to gut you for what you did, rebel!”
“Run all you want, you’re as good as dead!”
“The hearth damns you, killer! You’re going to die, cold and scared!”
killerThe young feline contin
