In response to Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Storm
Lightning flashed, illuminating the room she sought refuge in. Thunder followed, roaring, the windows rattled. Her heartbeat sped up, her hairs on end. She leapt and started running along the corridor, ending up in the kitchen. Ahhh…warmth…she was immediately soothed. She clambered onto Lacey’s lap seeking comfort. “Oh, little kitty, were you frightened by the storm?” Her owner caressed her body, long strokes that invited sleep. She looked forward to continuing her dream of chasing birds and butterflies in the garden.