[pomegranate]

Quinoa emerged from the shed, slinking into the long grass. He rpaw felt better, and tonight she was going to escape. A storm was brewing in the moist air, and the grass swayed in the gusty wind. She padded through the meadow, passing the abandoned school house. Her bloody scent was strong, and Hades was inside. She needed to get as far as possible. If she was caught, she would be dead. She slunk past the structure, pausing against a wall to breathe. A light rain patterned against her. She went on. Standing a few foxlengths away from the entrance, her white tail a flag for any nearby cats. Hades was near. And his mates. She needed to run.

@Broken Madness