It was a Thursday morning I took the day off of work, I went out for a morning walk in the woods. The trees had budding leaves, cool morning air, a with a faint smell of wild plum blossom in the gentle breeze. The morning sun felt warm, the sunlight danced through the tree branches almost magical. I walked that path many times before, squirrels chirping, occasionally a deer. The path in those woods lead to a big clearing to a grassy meadow where in the summer tall grass and wild flowers flourished. The grass that day was tall a mixture of brown with new spring growth all blended together. Out of the corner of my eye I seen something move in the grass. Curious I stepped off that beaten path to investigate. I slowly proceeded through the grass, what was in there, kept just a few steps ahead, I couldn't get a good look at what it was and then, it was gone.
Looking around I noticed that gentle breeze picked up, clouds covered the sun and the sky grew dark. Deciding to head for home I found the edge of the woods were much further than had left them. The weather now had turned violent. The wind blew hard, debris flew through air. I tucked my head slightly in my jacket covering it from blowing grass and leaves. The temperature was dropping, lightning and thunder claps repeatingly exploded in the sky. Rain and small hail stones began to fall. Struggling to keep on my feet I noticed an overhang of sod on two rocks tucked into a knoll. It was big enough to step under and provide shelter to wait out the storm.
As I approached I thought to had seen glittering light twinkle from within. I disregarded it as lightning reflecting off of some mineral in the rocks. I stepped under that covering into a pitch black cavern, blinking to adjust to the darkness the glittering twinkly lights surrounded me. I closed my eyes for an extended moment and as I opened them, I saw a small crawl space lit like twilight and twinkly color dust floating in the air as I crouched trying to see what was beyond, on my hands and knees I inched my way forward.
I peered through the opening, it lead to a city where the land was filled with creatures that looked feline but walked, talked, acted and dressed like humans. I kept myself hidden in a shrub or bush just beneath a patio. There was young lady holding a little baggy of something she had just taken from a male feline of similar age, she playfully held it out as if to tease him with it. She leaned back on the railing almost inviting him to come. Her menacing smile told him that if he wanted what she had, it was going to be hard to get. He acted as if he didn't care and that it wasn't something he was interested in getting back. She wore mid length khaki shorts, she had one leg straight to the ground her other was part way up one of the railing rungs, her foot was flat against that rung ready to spring her away from that railing if need be. She had red shoes with laces. She had long legs and a long torso. She wore a swimming suit top as if she had just come from the beach. Her body looked to be in good shape comparing her to a human, her fur was golden brown with a short hair cut on her head. The hair on her tail seamed a bit wind swept as if she had been swishing it back and forth. The male getting up from a chair knocked over a bottle that rolled in my direction. Afraid of getting discovered, I returned to the opening, but it was gone I quietly looked around in a panic, it was then I discovered, I was feline too. The world that I had left, I never found again.
The stories, I told the felines of humans beings, eventually got me imprisoned, so I keep them to myself, and I drift along in this lonely place looking for my way home.
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