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I am an only kitten. My dad is a Ragdoll house cat and my mum a wild brown tabby with a white under belly and under neck. I always ask about my mum but ill never get to met her again. My dad told me she is some kind of warrior from a wild cat clan where I was born and she brought me here for safety just a couple of hours old. The toleged's won't let me out side for I am too young. I hate it here I won't to go find these clans. GG always tells me about the out doors for he is a orange tabby close to my age but older. But my father forbids me of talking about it. He always tells me the out doors is no place for a Ragdoll and even if I was to get out there, there would be no way of surviving for Ragdolls don't live as long out doors because of the stressful environment but I think he forgets I have wild cat in my blood. I just don't think he understands who I am.

I have a plan that I have been doing for days, to bolt out the door when a toleger opens it and run an run an run. Just never stop running till I get to one of clans. I think to day is my lucky day.

As I say good bye to my dad and GG I sit by the door. Finely the door opens I push my way through, I run but now theres a big thing of wood going right around the house I look around, the toleger is just tails away from me so I run up a tree to my left. I would jump off the tree but I would break a leg doing so then i would just be cat meat for a fox. As the toleger runs inside, I climb down the tree and up on the wooden thing GG called a fence. "Bye dad I Will always love you" I shout as I see him on the window sad to see me go. I feel bad for he has always been there now I'm leaving but i have to do this to find who I am.

I feel the wind and grass for the first time since I was born. The forest only a few hundred tail lengths away the smells are so different to at home, my collar hangs loosely around my neck, the wind rushing through my fur I have never felt so alive. The forest is so dark but I can see fine.

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