She continued to follow Jerome, growing curious and afraid. “Where are we going, Jerome?”

Jerome walked slower. “To the forest. I need to get back to my gang. They need me so we can hunt.”

Kenya nodded slowly. She couldn’t understand why the other’s didn’t hunt for themselves, they were all Strays, which were very experienced in hunting and scavenging food.

 

ely in the morning, and was nothing more than a bud for the rest of the day and night. The flower never ceased to amaze Kenya, no matter how many times she saw them.

Kenya couldn’t stand it any longer. She broke into a run through the Sugar Cane, the wind in her face and the soft grass under her paws. She stopped for a moment and sniffed deeply, and lay down in the grass. It felt like a thin layer of cotton, soft and nice smelling. Her heart jumped as she heard a meow of laughter behind her. She jumped up and hissed.

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