Lucky's POV
"What?" I said.
"You heard me! You are intruding on Thunderclan territory!" he yowled. "GUYS! THERE IS A DOG!"
Suddenly, more cats streamed out of the bush. Where the heck did they come from?
Some of the cats bristled uncomfortably and out of fear. Deciding to want nothing from this, I walked away, leaving the surprised cats away.
(Plus, I was too lazy to write a cat scene)
"Hey!"
I ignored them and continued to follow Bella's scent. I eventually got hungry, and tired. I sniffed the air for anything edible, but I only scented a squirrel, which was totally NOT edible.
So I laid down that evening with troubled thoughts and an angry stomach.
I dreamt of Bella getting injured and the pups calling for him.
"Lucky! Lucky!" the tiny voice of Junior called.
"Muahahahaha!" evil people laughed.
Then, my dream ended. I saw out of another dog's eyes. It seemed like they were in a cage with six other presences next to them.
"Mommy, when do we get back home?" a voice, a familiar voice, said.
"Hush Junior. Someone will save us. If they don't, I will get us out here."
Bella? Junior? I was seeing out of Bella's eyes! Was this real? Or is this...
A vision?
"Lucky?" Bella whispered.
Wait, what? She could hear me?
"Bella?" I mumbled.
"Yes!"
Then the vision faded. I woke, disappointed. Had it been a dream all along?
I didn't know what to believe at this point. I mean, if a dog can understand and communicate with them, visions could be real.
I continued my trek to find and rescue my family. Now, my stomach was craving for food.
I attempted to catch a squirrel, but failed, miserably. I tried, about fifty more times until I finally caught one.
Christopher had tried to make me eat raw food before, but I had refused. Well, now I tried to eat raw food.
I bit into the squirrel, wrinkling my nose, expecting the worst. But surprisingly, it wasn't that bad! I ate quickly, in a rush to get to Bella.
I then walked to find Bella and her pups again. I suddenly had another vision.
"Lucky," Bella whispered. "We are at a tall silver building in the middle of a farm north of the forest."
"Ok," I whispered back. "I promise to get you guys out of there."
YOU ARE READING
Paw Prints (1.1)
Teen FictionThis story is about a dog, Bella. She is unique in many ways. She is a purebred border collie, owned by a loving but poor family. Surprisingly, she is very intelligent and has quickly learned how to write, and type, in the alphabet, communicating...
