The tiger paced back and forth across the path. ”Maybe there’s another way-” I started to say, but the doe was already bounding forward. She danced nimbly past the great cat’s tail before it spotted us and we were well away by the time it turned around. House cats appeared all around, twining around the doe’s legs, purring at the sight of us. A small piebald cat peered up at me with bright green eyes and said, “I’ve been told to give you a message.”
My dreams don’t mess about.