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*About four hours later, late night*

Awaking in a frenzy, my mind was showing me images of Karson and his scorpion. It was as if it was threatening me... Telling me to remember how dangerous the world is! Without a second thought, I sat up in the moonlight and began trying to unleash myself. Claire, however kind, is still a human! She cannot be trusted! Hell, she chained me to the wall last night, what does that say? Why would she do that? Pulling the chain off of my neck, I had to fight to unfasten it, but did my best to keep it quiet. Damn my arm hurts... I feel so much better, but this has probably effected my strength permanently. Yet another thing human beings took from me... Gathering food was hard, as I had no way to carry it and on some level, I felt bad about stealing. Claire helped me so very much and I am just taking more... NO! They want me dead, all humans! I'm just a reward, a piece of property, something to be discarded...

?"Where are you going?" A voice whispered as I stepped out onto the porch of the tree house.

"I... can't stay..." I replied, my momentary fright causing me to nearly drop the food I had gathered.

"Please don't take Claire's things..." It was the owl, Mathia... "Please stay..."

"I'm sorry... Please don't tell her." I replied, seeing only two glowing yellow eyes. "Don't follow me either, alright?" Setting the bag down by the door, I hoped she would honor my request.

?"Yeah, but... where are you going to go?" She asked seeing the difficulty I had in climbing down the rope ladder.

"Anywhere... I'd rather you not even see the direction I end up heading." Lowering my muzzle, I peeked over my shoulder, not fully looking at her.

?"I-I... this doesn't make sense!" She cried, but a cold stare made her quiet down. "We... Claire, she will take care of you! She's never hurt a soul! I swear!" Mathia was distraught, like I had insulted her.

"I cannot trust anyone..." The reply was pitiful, as I trusted her on some level. "Your owner may be nice to you, but..." I stopped there, unwilling to cry in front of a female.

?"Claire will be very upset with me... If I let you go..." She stared out over the cold, dark forest. "Please reconsider..."

"No." I replied with a small sigh. "Thank you, but no." I looked up at her gleaming gold eyes.

?"Please... travel safe then..." She whimpered, as I let myself slip down the ladder, one arm all I could use.

?"Thank you. Thank Claire as well, please?" I asked halfway down the ladder.

?"I-I will..." Her face was invisible in the night, but her voice traveled down from the tree. "Be safe..." I heard from her, as I began to cross the clearing.

It definitely felt bizarre being on my own again, considering that humans keep popping up all over the place. Is there no where on this planet I can escape them? My god... that thought alone is crushing! No, I must be free, I must escape! A rumble of hunger hits my stomach... I must eat something! Though my arm felt better, it was still incredibly uneasy. Stressed and tense were the best ways of explaining the constant, yet receding pain. Still, I could not complain as I was not on the verge of dying any longer. Something felt alright about this, natural... Hungry in the wild, makes sense! That could be an awesome album name if... Jesus, what the hell am I thinking! Get carnal, angry! RAHH!

My growl scattered some nearby birds, but nothing else. Heading down the path, which nature forced me to create, I soon came upon a small pond. Frogs hopped from my footsteps, as I approached and examined the murky water. I wasn't thirsty, but shellfish or... normal fish, would be perfect! I opted out of diving into filthy water, with a fresh wound, in the middle of the night... A less aware animal may have killed themselves! A less aware animal... would have died already... Why does that make me depressed? It shouldn't! I'm strong! I'm less than four feet tall and I am a survivor! Leaping atop a log I took up a mighty pose, my damaged arm flexed much weaker. I will become master of the wilds! Champion of nature! Owner of the unkno-. Something tackled me from the log and I was forced to tumble down a small ravine. Cries of fear and pain cut through the blackness, but I simply bounced to a painful stop. Rising in terror, I saw two piercing silver eyes, glinting like gun barrels in the dark. Oh my god... It's a mountain lion... Pale claws whipped across my nose, barely cutting my flesh, but it was enough to knock me down. Pouncing for the kill, I kicked off the ground and rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding certain death.

It happened... My running was limited by my arm, but I was sprinting on all fours. It seemed like the only way to escape, as I was lower and it would be easier to avoid the ferocious predator. It landed directly above me, both claws breaking earth on either side of me. Looking up as I slipped through the extended paws, I watched the gleaming, murderous face strike downward, snapping the air to death. What in gods name do I do? I cannot possibly find my way back to Claire's tree house. I cannot kill it on my own... Oh god, is this it? Fuck I don't want to die this way... This sadistic feline would certainly torture me over a long period, until I am boring... then tear me apart. This cant be how it ends for me!

Slashing through the woods and leaping through the night, I avoided the big cat as best I could. Using logs, trees, rocks, bushes... anything, I evaded capture and being devoured. This became a game of cat and dog, as my tenacity led me to try and make things harder on the big cat, for means of escape. On a deeper level, I wanted my death to be a challenge! Like Pa always said, go down swinging and keep swinging when your down! He could have me in his belly and I would keep fighting... Unless I am ripped apart and eaten like a fucking chicken wing! Oh god, I'm going to die a horrible bloody death... At least it isn't like Karson wanted, at least I do not die in humiliation and servitude! I am going to die running free, fighting a natural predator, and paying nature every ounce of strength, hoping the debt will be averted and I will live! Even if I do not, that simply means the natural order will take me to the everafter.

Fear and fatigue combined to form a fuel for my primal desire to live. I was being powered by my will to go on! The wound suddenly didn't matter... My life was all that did, I used my wounded arm to run... harder it didn't hurt in the moment. Trees and grass gave way to rubble and stone. The flat terrain was more forgiving on my paws, but the dead sprint of the lethal cat would certainly catch me. Doing my best, I dodge back and forth, using a bush at one point to dodge the claws and fangs. This continues on a ways... Oh god I don't think I'll make it! This is it... At least I am running free! At least there is no cage or withering pain! Each step was harder... Every moment became a stronger struggle to run. Each second drew the beast closer... I just knew it! Death was there... the reaper took natural form and was about to close its icy grasp around me.

I ran across the hard solid blacktop that was a road. My feet scuffed on the divides and my stumble made the big cat lunge, a glowering roar indicating this. Landing atop me, I felt claws grip and pull me toward the snapping maw, tearing my flesh in short lines. I flipped over to stare death in the face, but something else happened. Lights flashed... An enormous sound wailed from all around me... I felt a rush of air and heard a loud crunch. Then... nothing... Empty silence and faint sounds in the distance. Blood and glass littered the expanse of road before me, but I just shivered in silence, still unsure of what happened. Roughly thirty feet up the road, was the feline... Barely breathing, mangled, all limbs basically gone now... Watching from this distance made it feel right, almost just, but something made me approach... I needed to see what happened to the naturally violent killer. His face was badly battered, a tire print ran a portion of its length. Almost all of his fangs were gone and a steady flow of blood came freely from each gasping choke. One ear had been torn in half and the other... grinded away to his skull. His front paws were gone and the bones were destroyed in frayed masses. The back right leg was missing and the crudely torn sinew still twitched with the nerves and muscles. Only the tip of his other hind paw was destroyed, but the half fractured bones bits made for a bad sight. I refuse to even describe the tail or the portion of ribs...

?"I'm so sorry..." I stated, falling to my knees and touching the beast as gently as I could.

His eyes... the silvery white spheres were wide with terror and indescribable anguish. The horror came over him, like he feared me and I was to blame or I was the predator! Running in phantom form, he tried to roll away, tried to kick himself into standing, but only gasped in torment. Oh god, is this... This is what happens... His eyes held such confusion and anguish, but the stunned look drew interest... This beast, the mountain lion, a predator... doesn't understand death. He does not know what this feeling is and he is trying to rationalize of instinctualize what was happening. Fuck this is heavy, it makes me glad to have become a power pet. I understand the greater fabrics of time, life, death, and reality. I even comprehend the workings of the cosmos and space, but if I were wild... If I were free... Looking back down at the struggling feline, I saw the exact moment when he died. The fear, suffering, sorrow, and chaos boiled away into a single moment of final release. Watching the still open eyes turn from white to gray led me to cry harder for my fallen enemy. I was now sitting in a pool of mountain lion blood and I bawled more, mentally describing this situation to myself. Life is so... brutal... I want to go home... No, I want to have... A small howl escaped me, not for companionship or family... pure sorrow escaped me. What do I do? Why was I so excited to be free? This is not what I expected... I survived and I am still mortified with grief. Fuck man, I want to... I want a hug. My mind wants a caring human being, but my heart screams to simply run away. Blood was beginning to soak my fur, but all I could do was scoot away. This is horrific, this is not what I ever could have imagined or wanted... I want to live in harmony with nature, not become prey or slay predators.

A truck shrieked by, my heart stopping for a second, as I scrambled back onto the side of the road. Everything... all is danger, I am lost in pure danger! Escape... must escape to peace! Where am I? Where is... Oh god, I'm all alone... Suddenly I was running, my legs slamming the ground, as I stood, to avoid my arms pain. I avoided the forest, not wanting to die or kill something. Running along the road, I felt vulnerable and open. Hopefully a human will stop for me... In about fourty-two minutes, a smaller truck stopped ahead of me. It felt awful accepting help from a human... the vile creatures, but I have no choice...??

"Holy hell, what happened pup? You talk right?" The driver asked, seeing the blood coating my body.

?"I killed a cougar..." I said softly, clenching a paw shut, to induce fear.

?"Wow, shit! Hop in back boy! I'll get ya to the station up the road!" The tubby man shoved a finger backward and reached to shut the door.

?"Thank you..." I replied hurrying to get in the safety of this mobile metal bucket.