Raftermeister
Synopsis
A woman is being hunted by a murderous beast and the best defense she can find is her kitten, Ghost.
Excerpt
She tiptoed through the silent house, the cold from the floor seeping into her and making her wish that she had grabbed a robe as she began to shiver. Once again, Ghost was nowhere to be found, nor were there any obvious signs of kitty playtime and destruction. The house seemed to grow progressively colder as she moved toward the mud room, and by the time she had made her way to the back door, she could see her breath. She peered out the window next to the door and saw a shape illuminated on the moonlit snow. Ghost was outside, back arched and doing his best impression of a Halloween cat. With his fur standing on end, he seemed much larger that the kitten that she knew and the shadow he cast seemed even larger. His body vibrated with the force of his growl and he seemed to be attempting to intimidate something in the woods. She had the feeling of a large, dark shape just out of her range of vision. Deep down, she knew that she did not want to fully see the shape, and her shivering intensified.
Ghost slowly turned his head and looked back at her, meeting her gaze. His gaze felt displeased that she was there and she felt like he was telling her to go back to bed. She blinked, and when she opened her eyes again, there was light seeping in her window and a purring Ghost snuggled up to her head. She was warm and cozy, with the comfortable weight of a down comforter on top of her. She vaguely remembered a disturbing dream the night before, but as he stroked Ghost the wisps of nightmare floated away.
