Chasing the Present, Escaping the Past

Natha gazed at the place where the tree was rendered in two and nodded. "Yea, no kidding. If lightning struck one of us I don't think there's be much of anything left." She'd probably just be a pile of vaguely cat-like ashes. Luckily she rarely had reason to be out in a storm and her displeasure at getting wet prompted her to seek shelter early and stay hidden until storms ran their course.

Natha nodded. "Yea, it would be a good place to get out of the wind and snow if you were traveling during winter and needed a little place to warm up. I'm not much of a handy cat. I'm not sure the best way to mend an old tree but I bet there's some way." Natha felt the tug to keep moving and her gaze turned northwest to the marble wash before glancing at the sky. "I think we've still got some time left in the day. One more territory?"