One day, while searching the house for something to explore, Cinnamon came across a hole in the wall. The hole was just a bit to small for him to fit through. So, Cinnamon pawed at the hole until a piece of wood fell from the hole to the floor. Jumping back in surprise, Cinnamon flattened his ears with fear.
After a while, Cinnamon approached it and sniffed it. "I guess that it will do no harm..." Cinnamon's cautious mew trailed off. He could now fit through the hole. It was dark and dusty in the hole, but soon he found himself outside. The house loomed over him, casting a shadow on the lush, green grass. Cinnamon walked some way before hunger drove him to search for food.
A mouse half-hidden by grass was just a few feet away from him. Cinnamon stalked the mouse, his eye shone in the midday sunlight. With one stealthy bite to the neck, the mouse fell limp in his jaws. He ate the mouse quickly.
Then a wave of sadness came over him. Cinnamon missed his owners. So, Cinnamon headed for home.
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Once Cinnamon had pushed his way through the hole, he slept, dreaming about his adventure.
-KittyLover8
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