Rue Finally Leaves the Barn!
Gingerrunner stood by the Roseclan border, letting the leaffall breeze blow through her short fur. Brown eyes scanned the forest beyond for any signs of that beautiful molly Gingerrunner hoped to see.
Rustling bushes caused the ginger molly’s ears to perk. A yowl of fear reached her ears and caused dread to sink in her stomach like a stone as the dark ginger tom burst from the bushes, the scent of dog on his fur.
“Help!” Rue cried as he raced over to the ginger molly. He seemed to have escaped the dog, if that was what he was running from. “Th-there’s a dog! I-It chased me from the barn!”
“Hey hey, calm down, buddy.” Gingerrunner rolled her eyes. “The beast seems to have given up the chase.” She sighed and gave a flick of her ear. “But if your home isn’t safe, you should probably go somewhere else.”
The ginger molly paused as she got an idea, excitement pricking at her paws. “And I think I know just the place for you to go.”
