She stood at the front of the cave, looking in at the darkness. She wondered if her cat had escaped here, and she called his name and then meowed which always used to get an answer from him. When the echo faded away, she heard a deep growling and saw a movement. She ran away.
Echo through the night, Liam’s voice bounces off melting snow, pinecones and corncobs on a rusty lid campfire as we squat in our little backyard home.
She stood at the front of the cave, looking in at the darkness. She wondered if her cat had escaped here, and she called his name and then meowed which always used to get an answer from him. When the echo faded away, she heard a deep growling and saw a movement. She ran away.