Dekota didn't stop pacing until the Canis lupus's scent had faded. Dekota laid down to catch his breath. The ferns that surrounded whistled as the wind blew past - a storm was rising. Dekota decided that his life wasn't worth hunting prey, so Dekota stiffly wandered back to where the panthera tigris and he lay.
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Dekota cat of the wild
Short StoryA short story about a feline who learns the ways of the wild, finding the true freedom of the forest. Over his journey this cat has to face the horrors hiding within the tree-top canopy and trust the instincts of a wild cat.
