Gravel

Pawing at the edge of the road, emerald eyes peered up and saw the overturned car.

The dead engine ticking over making her ears prickle.

Wrinkling her nose she sniffed the air, smelt copper and fuel.

She padded to the car, smoke billowing around her, she stooped and stared into the vehicle.

Seeing a body strapped in, head hanging, she licked the hanging head, heard a groan and backed off hissing.


Licking her paw, cleaned her face, turned around and padded off the gravel road.


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