two cats appear, and the fog gets smaller and smaller until it is just a thin line. i am standing in the middle of the line.
one cat is standing on my left. she is a ginger tabby with gorgeous blue eyes. the terrain is just as beautiful, a meadow with marigolds and violets and bluebells. i smell plump mice and squirrels and fresh water.
on my right, i see a strong, bulky grey tabby. he also has blue eyes, but they are pale and cold, like ice. his eyes remind me of the rage and bitterness inside of me, and i feel...
drawn to him.
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// a second chance //
Mystery / Thriller// lowercase intended. // warning. very, very dark themes including death and a lot of blood. littlekit is dead. shadowfang rises... but is given a second chance. // i do not own warriors, but i own the plot, mistclan, and all of the characters. // ...
