thunder strikes
and lightning booms
now you're awake
and the good dreams end.
you say that dreams are little images.
all fake, no reason to care.
but when one ends up being real...
can it change your mind
forever?
- your ears prick upward as twigs snap and birds are spooked up into the sky. you pause mid-step, whiskers twitching and trying to pick up any mysterious scent, but nothing catches seems to be out of place. this is your first time in the forest. you were lucky enough to escape your former kittypet home, but.... no. it can't be anything. you purr to yourself for being suck a scared-y mouse. you begin to walk forward, tail twitching with amusement. that's why you shriek when a larger cat than yourself pounces on you, leaving you winded and powerless. "good catch, briarpelt." a black she-cat growls. the cat on top of you nods quickly, ears flat against his head. "of course, shadowheart. you can't let a loner cross the territory without a scar or -" he was cut off by another cat. "enough, briarpelt! this cat could be welcomed in our ranks. all the cat needs is a chance. get off, now." the tom spoke with great authority, head held high but his eyes were narrowed. the one named briarpelt got off you, and you rolled over unto your own paws. "thank-" you were stopped by the one who previously spoke. "no. i can still order my warriors to drive you off, if you disobey our rules. but... come. i'm going to show you our clan. dreamclan."
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