Board Thread:Family Roleplay/@comment-69.141.219.43-20140505221141/@comment-24224475-20140509193935

Breeze noticed that it was already night. Night had come quite fast.

As the scientist stumbled over bracken and hawthorn bushes, Breeze jumbled around inside the jar uncomfortably. The scientist soon emerged into a large clearing, where Breeze saw a huge laboratory surrounded by the woods. The scientist giggled and started towards the large building.

He never made it. A huge, massive black shape barreled into him, knocking him over onto the ground. The scientist gasped and quickly stuck the jar into his lab coat pocket. Breeze couldn't see anything, but she felt something hold down the scientist and she heard a low, menacing snarl.

"N-nice kitty, good kitty," the scientist whimpered nervously. "Kitty want some f-food?"

There was a small pause. Then a loud roar rang through the woods, and Breeze had to cover her ears to avoid becoming deaf. Then Breeze felt the scientist being picked up, andthen she was shaken around viciously. Her jar fell out of the scientist's pocket, and the jar landed harshly on the ground. Surprisingly and unfortunately, it didn't break.

Breeze breathed hard at turned around to look at the scientist. What she saw nearly knocked her dead. The scientist was laying on the ground, his breathing coming out in gasps, his eyes wide and glazed with terror. His hair was messed up, and his clothes were torn and Breeze could see big cuts and slices of blood, here and there. The scientist crawled desperately towards the jar where Breeze was in, but then the big black shape came again and pounced on the scientist, landing on him with a thud and flattening him on the ground, his breath coming out in big amounts.

The panther.

The panther's big, white claws glistened in the moonlight, its golden eyes glowing like miniature suns. The panther raised on forepaw, and, flipping the scientist over, swiftly cut one large slice starting from the scientist's neck and ending all the way down tos his feet.

A bloodcurdling scream came from the scientist, and he rolled over on his belly and startedscreaming, trying desperately to drag himself towards the jar. His flipper was a few feet from Breeze's jar, and she held her breath. Suddenly the scientist's flipper dropped on the ground and he screamed again, and then he was suddenly cut off by silence. Breeze stared at him in astonishment.

He's dead.

Scarlet drops of blood spattered the ground around the scientist, and the scientist himself was soaked in his own blood. It was a terrible sight, and Breeze couldn't help but start weeping.

She was soon cut off by the sound of big pawsteps coming towards her. Breeze dared to look up through the glass of the jar. The panther loomed above her, staring down at herwith those yellow eyes, the same eyes that had stared at the scientist with the same look. Breeze curled up into a ball and whimpered, trying to make herself invisible. A crash sounded above her, and she was glad she was curled into a ball, for she soon found out that the panther had broken the jar. Slowly Breeze uncurled and looked up at the panther.

Stepping gingerly over the glass shards, the panther leaned down and gently took Breeze by the hood and held Breeze in her jaws. The panther leaped over the remaining shards and, carrying Breeze, darted across the clearing and leaped into the woods.

Bushes and plants rustled as the panther ran through them, an unstoppable force. Twigs snapped and the panther leaped gracefully over a fallen tree. Breeze closed her eyes tightly. Would the panther eat her?

The panther stopped in the same clearing where Breeze had her old cave. Breeze winced as she felt the panther's hot breath on her body. The panther padded towards the cave and gently set Breeze down in front of it.

Breeze squealed and ran inside, happy that she could finally get away from the chance of being eaten. She slammed the door and locked it, then jumped into her bed and pulled thecovers over her head.

Outside, she heard a small sigh, then the ground shook as a loud whump sounded. After a few minutes, she got out of the bed and walked slowly towards the door. She unlocked it and opened it a crack. There the panther was, laying in front of the door, curled up and fast asleep.

It's guarding me in case someone comes, Breeze thought.

She smiled and closed the door and then went back to sleep.