[Passion Pit]

The events passed by so quickly, it was hard to tell what happened next. The Ragamuffin's ears tilted to the sudden call of another cat, then to the sound of a large truck barreling towards her. Not a second later, a ball of fur pressed hard into her shoulder, throwing her onto the sidewalk on the other side of the street. She let out a surprised gasp and quickly flipped onto her feet, her tail poofed from the adrenaline. She looked at the cat who saved her, an Abbyssinian. Her ear flicked as she stared. Why wasn't he waking? Her heart was pounding; not from the events that occured moments before, but because another cat had risked it's life for her, and if he was dead, how could she repay him? She cautiously leaned down and licked the cat's ear, hoping to wake him. With no response, she raised her head and trembled... He had to be okay...

Her thoughts were broken as she smelled another cat approaching, possibly more. She couldn't tell with the dust in her nose. Looking up, she saw a Russian Blue followed by a Norwegian Forest Cat with a kitten in her jaws. She took a step back, fearing the other cats would think this was her fault. It was, somewhat, but how could she have wanted this?

"I'm sorry," she whimpered, flicking her tail and trying to calm down, so she wouldn't appear as a threat to these possibly aggressive cats. "I don't know what happened; I think he saved me." She mewed quietly. "I didn't mean for this to happen..."

She flicked her ears as she heard the Norwegian say to the kitten that the other cat was alive, and let out a sigh of relief.


((So sorry. :C))