Kayden
I blinked, my heart pounding hard in my chest as the sound came again; it was a low purring. At first I had thought a wild animal had found us but when I looked around, there was nothing of such.
The high-pitched desperate sound had come from a kitten from the left side of the pier. It was screaming desperately for help as it was inside the water.
"Rhys! Look that's a cat!" I shouted. "It's drowning."
Rhys looked at where I had pointed. He gasped as a small sodden ball of fur was struggling against the current, its tiny paws splashing uselessly as a wave threatened to pull it under the pilling.
Through the light that shone from the lamp, I could tell its breed. It was a Maine Coon kitten that was soaked to the bone; you could see the tufted ears and the heavy paws that looked far too big for its small body.
