My Home

I looked out of my cave into the forest. It looked normal but I could tell that something was wrong. None of the birds were chirping and I couldn't hear any of the small rodents scurrying anywhere. I poked my snought out of my nest and tasted the air it was rancid. I ran out of my cave and towards the creek yelping out a warning. I ran as fast as I could twisting and bounding trough the brush. I got to the creek safely but noticed that none of my species was there other than me. I hoped that some would make it. After days of waiting for the fire to burn out it did. No one came. I slowly traveled back to my cave avoiding hot spots. My home was gone. It was completly burnt. I looked around at the once great forest that I called home and my head slumped forward. I guess I would have to go somewhere else...