Acümbra

(Ak-hem-bruh)

A gift sent from the songs of rain and the melody of storms, Acümbra was a welcome gift to her pride, the markings of her coat a signal of her heritage and a great pride to her.
She would've stayed if she could however fate had other plans. One night Acümbra woke to the sound of wood popping and the smell of smoke already heavy on her coat. She yowled to warn her pride but realized she was already alone, in their haste to escape the destruction they had forgotten her amongst the blaze.
She lamented as the flames closed in and she began to flee. The ground was hot and cracked from where the blaze had already died but she carried on. Through the narrow paths of slowly dying fire she found a small outcropping of rock that managed to stay cool despite the raging fires around her.
As she scraped her body into the little hole she startled finding a large rat already inside squeaking in a panicked fashion. She huffed and pressed her paw onto it trying to make the squeaking stop, after a few moments the rat peaked out from under her paw up at her, little eyes bulging. She removed her paw and it scrambled up the wall and out of the hole before promptly diving back inside the cool little cave.
She curled up in the small cove with the still shaken rat as exhaustion took her and she fell deeply asleep.
Acümbra awoke a second time hours later, her rat was curled on her back sleeping peacefully and the smell of hot smoke was gone, leaving stale dry air in its place.