The Adventures of Angel

As Angel watched from the window in the loft, the afternoon sun reflected off the snowy meadow. She rooted for the brothers as they took turns racing Calico Girl. Suddenly, a flash of color in the meadow distracted her attention. It was only a few yards from the playing kittens. It was a reddish color. Then, as quickly as it had appeared, it was gone again. Angel scolded herself for losing sight of the game in progress. She cheered as Calico Girl appeared to lose her footing and Jasper passed her at the finish line. The brothers made a celebration as their sister made a fuss. Their mother took everything in stride. If she had her way each of her kittens would win their fair share of games. Then Angel’s eye was caught by another flash. That strange red color was back again. It seemed closer to the kittens this time. Her fur began to rise with apprehension. As a stray cloud blocked the suns glare for a moment, she saw a distinct shape. A shape she had seen before. It was the fox! “Run!” she screamed from the loft but no one could hear her from behind the closed window. Angel’s mind raced. She needed a plan. The sunset would arrive soon. Whatever there was to do, she had to do it now. Angel left the barn and ran through the ever-darkening snow-scape. A white kitten would be hard enough to see during daylight but under twilight conditions, Angel was practically invisible. She was their only hope. But would she be in time?