A friendly story

The storm

It was dark and stormy night, the rain was pouring. The wind was gusting. The thunder was hammering. A total disaster outside. There was someone running on all fours through the night. Panting really hard. Seeking shelter from it all. Their hands and claws digging the mud as they ran along the woods. The thunder roars loudly, spooking the figure and makes it hid underneath a tree. Then a giant lighting bolt strikes the tree. Causing to shudder and catch on fire. The poor creature flinches at the sight of the fire as if was something that triggered them. Soon scampering away, nearing falling on its face a couple times. Soon running away again. It began heading towards a road but the lighting had other ideas. It struck its behind a couple times earning yelps in return. Soon it headed to another direction. Seeing a small light. Heading towards that light for help. This storm is horrible and hates that poor creature.