Your muscles ache, you aren't sure you could get up if you tried. Instead you crawl to a nearby tree and crouch against it.
From around the hillock runs someone... no, it isn't a person! It looks like a naked woman, almost. It's furred lightly and it's head more resembles a cat, though no cat you've ever seen.
The catwoman stumbles, but keeps her tired loping pace. She looks exhausted!
"Stop! You've nowhere to run gal!" comes from behind the hillock. Who or what was that? And how come they are speaking perfect English?
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