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The world was dark when he awoke. The musk of earth and the cloying smell of smoke overpowered his senses and the Lord soon understood why. His eyes adjusted and the Lord came face to face with a mouse. No, mice and other small rodents, who huddled in a moving ball right before him. Then more movement caught his attention and he snapped his head to see a group of lizards with their greener cousins, roaming over each other in endless panic. He felt panic too as he turned in a circle to see they had all come to this hole in the ground. As he found the entrance to the hole, the Lord’s curiosity took over and he peaked his head up and out, only to fall back down because the heat was much too intense. It seemed he was stuck in a hole then. 

The Lord did not know when the fire finally ended. He was content to eat those who got too close to him in that hole and as such, his heightened sense of self preservation ebbed a little. Life in that hole was easy after all. Even when he began to feel the undeniable quench of thirst, the hole provided a small trickle of water. Indeed, his other subjects were able to sate their own thirst as well. It was still far too dangerous to leave the hole, as the smell of smoke lingered and the rumbling of the earth was a tall tale sign of danger. It was peaceful really, for he did not fear any prey and so he took frequent naps. 

It was one such nap that he awoke to find that the trickle of water was now a cascade. The hole was filling fast and the flight of the prey had begun. The Lord himself tried to stay dry as he left the slick tunnel but he slid down the muddied walls and landed in the cold water as they filled the hole. He let out a loud angry call as he began to paddle with his paws. He found the entrance to the hole once again and began to climb as the water continued to pour in. He was close to the land above when the water gushed up behind him and he floated the rest of the way. 

What the Lord saw before him came in bits and pieces as the water carried him away. His head bobbed as he paddled for dear life against the current. His world had changed. The trees above were now gone or blackened corpses, revealing the tumultuous skies above. Worst of all, was the water. It fell down in thick sheets, pelting his head as he floated. The once lush forest floor was now but an endless ocean of water. As the current of water ran into a calmer stream, the Lord was able to paddle his way to a blackened tree. There he clung to the sides, catching his breath before he began to climb. There were still a few branches higher up, providing little but a place to rest from the torrent below. 

Wet and miserable, the Lord pulled himself up on shaky legs and collapsed upon the limb. He stayed like that for a time, before sleep took him.

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The Lord hides out from the firestorm in a hole with some… snacks. Then it begins to rain and well, it's rough being a cat.
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