Claws

I saw a flash of black and orange, a loud hissing noise and a flick of a tail. Then claws sank into my face. I fell onto the hard concrete ground silently screaming, tears of pain and scarlet blood trickled down my face. A black and orange cat was prowling around me. Suddenly there was a blinding flash and there standing in front of me was a woman. She was tall and slender like a beanstalk. She had fiery hair like the devil and sly piercing eyes. But that wasn’t the strangest thing about her, she had claws and whiskers…

By Evie Richardson