Cartoon Cat Running Away Novels & Stories

"She's not here, but I do appreciate the sentiment. We don't have time to argue. Take the staff and get out as quickly as you can. Lock all the doors so we can't get out other than the side door. Everyone is leaving, pack all but what I need to travel. Do it quickly before the cat arrives." Zong Ma bowed and began shouting orders.

I have to run away! "Why?"

Another sound erupts from the giant, disgusting caterpillar, and I decide to race away from it. My pulse is booming. My heart is thumping painfully fast. I create some distance, but unfortunately, the caterpillar is quicker than me. It lowers its head, screeches, and grabs me by the dress. I'm thrown up in the air like it's nothing. "TALIA!" Thail is shouting while I'm screaming. I'm high up in the air, terrified because I realize the creature is waiting with an open mouth below me. It's going to eat me!

Stacy, the cat, runs away, and Kara and Nicole are shouting in the background. I can't see them. The raccoon hits me with a hand-like paw, and I'm out cold on the ground. Teeth tear my wings apart, and I scream at the agonizing pain traveling through my veins. "No, get away from me!" The raccoon doesn't listen. Its nose and teeth are inches from my skin, and its large head fills my entire view. Those eyes look evil in the moonlight, and I brace myself for death. Only, it never comes.

I shouted in shock as I watched the cat meowed and depart from me. "Dammit, it's just a cat" I said, as I continued walking. The place was sirened, and I could see no one. I walked quickly, arriving at an abandoned mechanic's shop. I saw two guys smoking. They both looked at me, signaling to each other. I knew this was the time I had to run faster.

They started to chase me and I ran as fast as I could. My body felt weakened from the cold and the hardness of the ground where I had laid to sleep. My head felt heavy as if there was a boulder tied to it, my legs wobbled and my vision was so hazy and blurry. Yet, I had to run as fast as I could. I ran so fast and when I noticed they were catching up, I entered a dark alley. I ran into the first turn in the alley and it was full of stray cats. The cats in the area were notorious for their dislike of being disturbed. As I ran past them, they attacked my pursuers, providing me with a brief respite. I took advantage of the situation and ran faster, hoping to put more distance between myself and

Jamie didn't respond. His naturally brooding, peculiar temperament didn't surprise Rick or the others, so they paid him little mind. No one knew how much time had passed before his phone rang. Jamie glanced at the caller ID, suppressed the irritation rising in his chest, and answered. "What is it?" On the other end, Johanna's panicked voice trembled. "Jamie! The tabby cat… it ran away!" Jamie's expression changed instantly. "Ran away? How did it escape?"

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the

She’s just too fixed on it. Cinthye waited outside the operation room door, waiting for her mother. She expected the hospital to do it’s thing. It’s job. “Cinthye Cator?” A young woman sat next to her, she excitedly took pictures of her. She immediately cover her face with a mask. But it was too late. People were caving her in. Cinthye push through, she ran as fast as she could. It didn’t matter where her feet bring her to. SHE JUST WANTS TO RUNAWAY.

So, she admits she ran from me, now? *** Nealinim ran. Her feet quick and true. Smooth feet barely touching the ground and spraying thin puddles in a shower of droplets. Behind her she could hear the large cat on the hunt. The Obtrane. A giant tan feline with spotted fur, and legs longer than any horse’s moved close behind her. Tracing her scent. She could hear it closing the space between them despite that she’d been so far ahead. A sheen of sweat dampened her forehead and her heart thudded deeply in her chest. She ran faster. Her palm skimming the bark of a white trunk as she passed.