there's always sunshine
chapter one
it's music to my ears
I am Sunshine, a young kitten, who lurks these evil streets. My age is only four moons old, and I'm a little she-cat. We don't have ranks out here. But if you were to place me in one... if I was a dog, I would be an omega. If I was a wild cat who eats bones, I would be a feeble kit, that no one cares about. My hopes and dreams in life? To be stronger, to express the way I feel inside my little chest. I dream that I could play my little guitar...
chapter two
the notes are tuning my heart
I guess I'm quite a quiet cat. It's from hiding all my life in the damp and dark sewer. My heart is kind, and I would happily help anyone, even to cat with the darkest thoughts. I'm very weak. I give into anything almost immediately, but not a secret. I can hold a secret for a long as time, so I guess it's called loyalty. Intelligent? Maybe, not always. I'm always asking myself silly little questions, like, 'Why am I still here?' But why am I? Why haven't I faded away yet like any other cat?
chapter three
singing my song
I was born to Rowan and Melody, the two perfect parents. They cared for me for three short moons, but something happened. I don't really know what. They just disappeared one day, leaving my the fend for myself. They didn't abandon me. I know that for sure. Both of them loved me. In the space between that, I found my guitar. It's a tiny version of the instrument and I carry it around. He's called Perfect Song. We found a home in the sewer, it's pretty dry. And that's really it, apart from escaping dogs countless times.
chapter four
writing more music
I love no cat. I definitely don't have a mate, because I'm a kitten, so I can't have young. They would never survive with me as a mother, so it would be best for them not to be born. Maybe I love Perfect Song. He stays with me through everything. We're always together. But I would be stupid and silly if a cat was in love with a guitar. Kind of creepy...
chapter five
playing my final tune
My built is small and underweight, I've always been like that. I am a pale creamy colour with darker stripes on my legs and face. My eyes are clear blue and I have dark tipped ears. The pads on my paws are a dark pink, not red, not purple. My tail is quite short with dark rings all along it. I wouldn't say I was beautiful. I wouldn't stay I was ugly. I'm just me, and that's all that matters.
the song has finished