As I run I can feel the cold air beating against my fur, my warm breath hitting against the tips of my ears. My mind begains to clear as I dodge and jump between old trees. I can hear my paws crunch down on to untouched fall leaves.

I breath the cold nights air in and out of my lungs as I begain to pick up my pace, and that's when I begain to smell the strange smoke that covered the forest floor and voices screaming in the distance.

I slamm my paws into the forest floor before I even realized what I was doing. My paws keep going as the smoke begains to thicken. My lungs begain to burn but I keep push towards the house.

Now that Im seeing what's burning I can't believe I didn't realize earlier that someone was in trouble. So now here I I'm running right into a burning house to find someone screaming that I've never meet.

The floors are hot to the touch as a walk towards the crys, my paws burn on the floors.

But I can't hear the cry's anymore. so I began to slam my body into as many doors as I can find in the dark, but right before I broke the last one off the hinges a young boy about my age opened it and fell head frist right into the hard wood floor.

I stepped into the room and dipped my whole right paw into something really warm, but I can't stop to look.

My...