Blackbeak Bluff And I'll never be alone

An imaginary cat was much easier to tolerate than an actual one. Sequoia wondered if her parents would be upset if she went close to an imaginary cat. Were the imaginary ones just as scary? Did they have sharp claws and sharper teeth? Maybe they didn’t have any claws or teeth! That was a rather silly though, and Seq giggled to herself, imagining such a thing. How would a cat like that even chew its food or defend itself. She had a pretty good feeling that it wouldn’t be able to do either, which made it much less scary. In fact, it would probably be afraid of wolves! That thought just made her giggle more.

But when Wraen explained what a Catawampus really was, it sounded much scarier than a regular ol’ real cat. Definitely not something that would be afraid of a little wolf like herself. The thought that it would not only kill, but drain its victim of blood was downright unsettling, and Sequoia’s giggles died in her throat. She swallowed hard, trying to conjure up an image of such a creature. Surely it had glowing red eyes and sharp teeth that stuck out from beyond its lips. The girl licked her own lips. Her mouth felt much drier than it had a moment ago when she’d been imagining a much less fearsome creature.

Where does the Catawampus live? she asked, eyes wide and hoping that she would never have to go anywhere near it. Considering she had never heard of such a creature, it seemed unlikely that it lived anywhere nearby. Surely her parents would have warned her of it so she could avoid it at all costs.