A snow leopard leapt at us from among the trees. Leaves and twigs crackling under our soles. I was watching the cat in front of me, ready to bounce. Fascinated. You stepped back. I got out of the trance and stopped you. I grabbed your arm. "Don't move," I said. Fear transpired through your skin. "Breathe." Take a deep breath and let it out slowly, the leopard calming down, walking between us, less interested in the prey. And then I saw it, the cub. Right in front of us, a cute fluff of a beast in the making. "She was defending her baby," I said, and then it all made sense.
meanwhile, awake, I am still waiting for things to make sense.
