Re: Hopeless

A young queen slips into the junkyard. It seemed like a good shelter, at least for now. She wasn't worried about being alone. It always turned out all right. Besides, she could smell other cats. She walked quietly across the center of the yard, her dark coat didn't usually draw attention, unless it was lit up by the sun. She climbed up onto an old tire and began to climb inside, but she realised she had just stepped on someone's tail. The tire was already occupied.

"I'm sorry.. please, excuse me." She said, unsure as to whether the occupant was awake.