The gentle rocking of the boat usually lulled her to sleep, a rhythm she'd known for years while hiding out in the marina. But that night the rhythm felt different.
She waited until the breathing coming from the bunk above turned steady, then, careful, she eased the cupboard door open and slid out.
The cabin was cramped and the smell of fresh food was a heady aroma, but she resisted the urge to snack.
She creeped stairs, poking out her head with twitching, round ears into the cool night air. Her heart hammered as she scanned the horizon.
Nothing.
No city lights, just the shattered glow of the moon on the waves.
She waited until the breathing coming from the bunk above turned steady, then, careful, she eased the cupboard door open and slid out.
The cabin was cramped and the smell of fresh food was a heady aroma, but she resisted the urge to snack.
She creeped stairs, poking out her head with twitching, round ears into the cool night air. Her heart hammered as she scanned the horizon.
Nothing.
No city lights, just the shattered glow of the moon on the waves.
She flattened her ears, her tail twitched behind her. She had stowed away on a moving vessel.
She was trapped out there with the owner, some stranger she'd only seen in glimpses while they were loading supplies.
There wasn't exactly a lot of real estate to hide on a thirty-foot boat.
She was trapped out there with the owner, some stranger she'd only seen in glimpses while they were loading supplies.
There wasn't exactly a lot of real estate to hide on a thirty-foot boat.