A dark, mysterious figure weaved between bushes and trees, aware of watching eyes. Hazy clouds of mist hung in the air, turning the cats vision blurry. Along the edge of a large lake the cat padded, avoiding open ground in order to not be spotted by patrols. The sounds of the forest danced in the air, swirling around the brown tabby making its way along the stretch of water. A silver tabby silhouetted against the beaming moonlight sat awaiting the brown tabbys arrival.
"Evening my sweet" the brown tabby chirped, joining the silver cat upon the hill.
"Don't call me sweet, furball" she scoffed. Furrball looked saddened by this comment.
"What should I call you?" He inquired. The silver tabby hesitated.
"You may refer to me as Goddess" she mewed smugly. Furball proceeded to bow at the silver cat.
"Of course, Goddess" he said in a posh voice. Goddess giggled.
"Better" she beamed. Furball got up and sat next to Goddess as they both gazed into the stars, together omce more.
