Caellium lifted her head up, yawning and looking around. Only to find that she wasn't in the barn, but rather in a field. There were flowers everywhere, covered in morning dew and cats running around, kits chasing each other, it reminded her of a clan. But before she could soak in the atmosphere she noticed two familiar kits. She let out a chocked sob.
"No fair! You always win!" Smoke pouted, "Well maybe you should get batter mouse brain!" Evelyn chuckled, tipping her brother with her tail she raced off again. "Catch me if you can!" Smoke yelped at the sudden touch and immediately started to chase his sister. He raced ahead of her and turned around, so he was in front of her, running backwards. "What's that about?" Evelyn asked playfully, "Just showing you how much bette I am than you!" With that she made a sarcastic gasp, dramatically offended style. Before speeding up, pausing for a second only to leap towards and tackle her brother. Sending them tumbling through the thick, pale yellow strands that surrounded them. Disappearing underneath.
Caellium was frozen, wind brushed passed her fur. And she let out another choked sob, desperately racing towards where the kits were last seen. She wailed loudly, "Evelyn!" Please please . . . Let me see them . . . She begged whatever could hear her, "Smoke!" she cried out, her voice trailing off when she felt the dir beneath her become wet and muddy. Caellium's paws skidded against the weird texture, almost losing her balance multiple times. The sky, once blue and bright faded black and left a darkness showering over the strange realm. Her paws sunk further into the muddy earth, "My babies!" She cried, unable to stop the overflow of tears. Their tails were only barely visible, they sunk down with small wails. Tearing Caellium apart, "I-I'm coming! I won't let you down again!" She screamed, begging for the mud to let her go, wrapping itself around her legs she cried and begged endlessly. The distant cries became muffled as she wailed, her cries became slow and raspy. Caellium felt a metallic taste fill up her mouth and she began coughing and spluttering a all to familiar crimson liquid. Her voice hurt with all the words she was never able to say to the pour souls . . . After seeing the small blotches of fur disappear completely Caellium gave up. Letting the muddy texture beneath her wrap around her legs one more, dragging her torturously slow.
"I'm coming . . . " She whispered,
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A Loner's Tale | Warrior Cat Fan Fiction
Ficção GeralART ISNT MINE | FOUND FROM GOOGLE | THANK YOU! Caellium is a cold Molly, who lost both her kits in birth. After being neglected and abandoned by her parents, and found santuaryin the barn, but living near the clans has been hard. When two other rog...
