The jet-black cat stopped. The sounds of the crumbling building filling his ears, he tom knew there were three options: Save the cats which he could hear above, save himself and see if they come out, or die deciding.
After carefully weighing the three options, he decides to go hide outside in a bush, just in case this was the lynx's way of murdering him. Night waited patiently in the bush.
(I had a better post all typed out, but my internet forced me to login as I hit post, and it never got sent out. This is essentially what it was.)
**Night**2 1/8yrs**Black Tom**