The nerves were racing when i saw my home on fire. i was pacing on all four pondering my next move. My cubs Oblivios to the danger our home is now in. I am a lynx i should be able to find my way out; i know these woods better than anyone as i stalk my prey. Now me and the cubs have become the prey. Scorned fur rips through my nose, as i throw the cubs onto my back and run west.I think dodging swiftly left and right ans the trees fall trying to stop my path toward saftey.