Idol Week 16: Thunderclap
It seemed like a good hiding place at first. She had a secure cave to hide her last surviving baby, and a supply of food and water nearby. The predator-smell wasn't so strong here. It was present as it was throughout the house, but not as prevalent up here as it was in the place below. She was finally safe.
Then the predator-smell suddenly got stronger.
She peeked out of the entrance of the nesting cave. The predator was sitting just outside, watching. It knew she was there. It knew she couldn't stay in her cave forever and it was prepared to wait until she came out.
She knew how to wait, too. And she did. But not forever. Her baby needed food.
Eventually the predator moved and she was able to dart out to gather a few crumbs. Just as she scurried back to her hiding spot...
"Oh HELL no!" a Loud Thing shouted. "Samantha, get in here!"
The predator ran back to its watching-place. The waiting game began again.
When the predator left to take a nap, she snuck out again for more food. Once again she was spotted. Another predator, one of the ones from Down Below, came in and chased her. She ran away from her nesting cave so the predator wouldn't find her baby and hid inside a crevice where she was safe. At least until the Loud Thing returned and opened up the crevice so Small Predator could get at her. She ran to a nearby cave while a roar went through the crevice. When it had gone she peeked out and saw both predators waiting for her.
She was trapped. She couldn't be trapped. Her baby needed her. She took a chance and raced across the scary open space to another hiding spot. The predators gathered around one corner while she crept across to another and darted back to her safe cave and her baby.
She hadn't gotten any food. They were hungry.
Then her luck changed. She found a new source of food very close to her hiding spot in a place the predators couldn't reach. A tray appeared holding three raisins embedded in a bed of peanut butter. She ate it all quickly and returned to nurse her baby.
Her luck only improved from there. Each time she ate the raisins and peanut butter, they reappeared on the tray. The predators still sat outside the cave watching, but they couldn't get to the food so she and her baby got fatter and sleeker.
Then one night she found the tray had changed slightly. The food had been propped up slightly so she could reach it more easily.
She ate the first raisin. She moved forward to tug the se
BANG
Dedicated to the mouse that invaded my kitchen two weeks ago. Some facts have been changed to fit the topic. Namely, the cats got the mouse before the trap did. Good kitties.
Then the predator-smell suddenly got stronger.
She peeked out of the entrance of the nesting cave. The predator was sitting just outside, watching. It knew she was there. It knew she couldn't stay in her cave forever and it was prepared to wait until she came out.
She knew how to wait, too. And she did. But not forever. Her baby needed food.
Eventually the predator moved and she was able to dart out to gather a few crumbs. Just as she scurried back to her hiding spot...
"Oh HELL no!" a Loud Thing shouted. "Samantha, get in here!"
The predator ran back to its watching-place. The waiting game began again.
When the predator left to take a nap, she snuck out again for more food. Once again she was spotted. Another predator, one of the ones from Down Below, came in and chased her. She ran away from her nesting cave so the predator wouldn't find her baby and hid inside a crevice where she was safe. At least until the Loud Thing returned and opened up the crevice so Small Predator could get at her. She ran to a nearby cave while a roar went through the crevice. When it had gone she peeked out and saw both predators waiting for her.
She was trapped. She couldn't be trapped. Her baby needed her. She took a chance and raced across the scary open space to another hiding spot. The predators gathered around one corner while she crept across to another and darted back to her safe cave and her baby.
She hadn't gotten any food. They were hungry.
Then her luck changed. She found a new source of food very close to her hiding spot in a place the predators couldn't reach. A tray appeared holding three raisins embedded in a bed of peanut butter. She ate it all quickly and returned to nurse her baby.
Her luck only improved from there. Each time she ate the raisins and peanut butter, they reappeared on the tray. The predators still sat outside the cave watching, but they couldn't get to the food so she and her baby got fatter and sleeker.
Then one night she found the tray had changed slightly. The food had been propped up slightly so she could reach it more easily.
She ate the first raisin. She moved forward to tug the se
BANG
Dedicated to the mouse that invaded my kitchen two weeks ago. Some facts have been changed to fit the topic. Namely, the cats got the mouse before the trap did. Good kitties.