Into the AlleyWay

Speilzueg

She was a small cat, only 7 months old. After everything began, she stayed in her house and ransacked the place for food, however after awhile, the food was no longer there and she had to leave. What happened beforehand to make her have to search for food in her own home? Let's go down her story.

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Speilzueg had a loving home with an old lady who took good care of her and fed her good food. However, when the issues arose with the death and breathing issues for people, her owner got sick and died within a few minutes. The small cat was devastated and she mourned the loss, but there was nothing she could do.

She took food from the cupboards and maneuvered the fridge open to raid it eventually. Speilzueg was shaky and scared to leave the house, but did anyways. The streets were barren, bodies lay on the ground sporadically, and there wasn't a sign of life. 

A shaky sigh left her being as she walked around the alleys and streets, nothing to fear aside from being hurt by any living thing. 

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The tabby cat had found a small building were food was plentiful. She began to eat the food when a growl was heard behind her. When she turned, a large doberman was standing behind her, tail and head high to show dominance.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, staring down at her.

"I-I just needed some food. The outside has run dry of food and water." she replied, her eyes wide as she stared up at him in fear.

"You're so small." he replied and leaned down to smell her, his nose the size of her entire muzzle. "I guess you could stay here for some time before moving along, at least a few hours before the others come back."

So she did, she stayed and talked with him, eating enough for her belly to feel swollen, a normal feeling of her although it would be foreign soon.

He raised his ears at one point and stood up. "Go, they're coming!"

She did that, running away from the place. In the distance, she heard dogs fighting, the whines and growls hurting her ears enough for her to flatten her ears to try and stop the noises, although she couldn't stop the horror she knew was happening behind her.

Is this how life is going to be for her, a small kitten?

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She came across the glass within two days. She smelled it before she touched it, pressing her paws against the thick and clear glass. It didn't even look like it was there. When Speilzueg moved back, her pawprints weren't even left on the glass.

With a soft mew, she laid down beside the cold glass and tried to sleep.

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When she woke up, Speilzueg looked around in confusion before standing and walking down the edge of the glass, her whiskers grazing it. Was there any way out of this place?

Little did she know, two other creatures were asking the same question a few meters away.