Silvers Story

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She woke up, looking around. She stood up, looking at her paws. The grass was lighter than usual, and was clean and smooth, swaying softly in the wind. She turned her head, looking at the sky. It was a beauty. She heard the sound of rushing water, and saw as the sun lifted, casting a beautiful color around the area. She looked around, spotting a pure white fox.. It looked at her, running away. But as it ran, there was an abnormal glimmering, light blue wisp  that came from its tail, leaving a trail. It was quite an outstanding sight, actually. She wished she could call out, but she couldn't. She couldn't speak. She began to run towards the fox, which was faded and had glimmering stars around it. She began to run, getting closer with each second. The fox had slowed down, turning its head, going into a stop, making Silver have to skid to a stop. It spoke softly.

"Keep going, and you shall be successful in your destiny." It spoke softly, in a kind tone, which sounded like an echo. It came closer, touching her on her nose, soon disappearing into thin air.  The area began to crack, soon she fell down, into a black void, trying to call for help.
   She woke up, startled. Strange enough, she was in a place, which she didn't know where. Red and white walls, boxes everywhere. She was in a nest. She looked around, noticing a large door, which was slightly opened. Light peered inside. She covered her eyes, the light blinding her.

   How long was she asleep for? She twitched her tail, trying to think clearly. All she remembered was the weird dream and sleeping where her brother was buried. She heard meows and hisses, along with purrs. Some cats were scattered across the place. Then it hit her. This is the barn! She stood up, stretching with a yawn. She felt her fur stand up as she remembered the face of her brothers. She saw the horrific face of her brother who cried out, burning alive in front of her eyes, begging for help as his flesh was cooked before they had to go. She remembered the weak face of her brother who died right next to her, painfully yet painlessly at the same time. It was as if he went out in peace, though she knew he was suffering greatly. Through a dull window, light reflected off of it, hitting her silver coloured pelt. She uncomfortably rapped her tail around her paws, imagining everything that happened within a day or so. She had lost track of time. But how did she get inside the barn? Had some creature put her in the barn? She was startled as a brown tabby came closer, meowing something, which she didn't understand. She snarled, baring her teeth, though she most likely didn't look intimidating. She examined the she-cat. The she-cat had an oak-colored pelt with darker stripes, yet her belly and chest had a lighter color. She noticed a few scars scattered across the stranger, and a red bandanna wrapped around her neck. She also had cold  blue eyes that glimmered in the sunlight.

  She was about to bite, but yelped at the stinging burns across her legs and bodies. She curled her tail around her paws, whining and crouching back, each step feeling sore and painful. The cat got closer until she was cornered to the wooden wall. She shivered as the cat leaned in, gently licking her head. Her fur rested, and she felt calmer, as if it was her mother licking her. Silver still crouched, nervous, pushing herself into the wall. She whined  lightly as it felt like she was getting pricked by the sharp wood. The cat leaned in, gripping her by the scruff and bringing her forward. She felt safer immediately. The she-cat laid her into a bird-like nest made out of hay-straw. She shivered by a gust of wind, but the cat had laid down, pressing its not so long fur against her. She heard an audible purr. The she-cat groomed her scrappy fur lovingly.