Forests creatures

Rat catching

As I crept through the dark corridors of the fourth floor i stepped quietly making no noise the brown rodent I was stalking had no idea her was being followed. I listened in the dark for the scratching of the animals long nails against the wooden floor and the every so often squeak of the rat. As I came near I got into pouncing stance and I charged the poor little rat never saw it coming the feisty rodent tried to fight but my grip was to strong. I pet the head of the animal and walked slowly and quietly toward the big oak doors of boltimore estates and let the rat go he sat on the front step and didn't move I growled in frustration and picked the rat back up and walked toward the dark woods i didn't dare go in my pa always told me stories of men who went in and never came out I dropped the rat at my feet and he looked at me as to say thank you and he ran away into the woods I looked into the night I sat at the edge of the woods fascinated I wandered why I was diffrent I had four toes unlike my pa and I have amber eyes unlike my pa's brown eyes I gave to admit I'm very strange looking to some I can also see better in the dark and heat better than normal people most of all I can run faster and I have a flexible curvy spine unlike the lady's at the boltimore balls they stood up straight as a little girl I loved watching them dance and see there pretty gowns away along with the well dressed men in suits I looked down at my dress a little sad my dress was my pa's old work shirt tied at my waist with an old rope so the old blue garmet wouldn't fall down to my knees I couldn't run fast with a long dress. I starred into the woods and I stood up just a peak would be fine I stepped in my senses came alive I ran and ran I  never felt so alive I ran past a flock of Luna moths they fluttered the green glowing wings the smell of fresh grass and dirt smelled like home. I ran and ran until I came upon a thick area of brush I easily climbed around it and I continued to walk deeper into the forest I came upon a clearing i walked a little faster as I saw a mist of fog roll through I walked farther and farther away from the estates and I suddenly tripped  over something i felt the cold stone with engraving in it I realized it was a grand stone I was in the middle of a grave yard I swept my long blonde curly hair behind my ear and continued a strand light shone through the mist and I walked forward a statue of an angle shone in a beautiful patch of spring green grass unlike in the grave stoned part of the grave yard the grass looked healthy the angle held a sword and a scroll that said we are not defined by the fights we win but by the reasons we stood up to fight in the first place all of the sudden I heard a growl a looked to my right and got into fighting stance a pair of glowing ember eyes met mine