[Tundra]

Palm squeaked as he was lifted from the ground. Who was this cat? Were they gonna hurt him? He looked up at the cat as he was set down. He cocked his head to one side questioningly. He got to his paws and began running, he didn’t wanna be kidnapped! The kitten ran as far as his little legs would carry him, then he stopped and collapsed. He lay in the grass, eyes closed and flanks heaving. Palm lifted his head and unsheathed his claws. He got to his paws and began climbing the nearest tree. He began sliding down at first, but eventually got the hang of it. He climbed for a while before resting on a branch. He rested his head on his paws and shut his eyes, only to open them as he felt his paws slip. Palm let out a wail or terror as he slipped from the branch.