Pick Your Path: Book 1

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You go in search of Morphia. If there's  anyone who knows what's up with Raven, it's got to be her. After all, she is her sister. Perhaps she was in the forest somewhere? Where could she be? You search through the rapidly dimming forest. The sunset rays glittered as it shone through the trees and leaves, casting long shadows over the grass covered ground.

" .. She's got to be somewhere.." a familiar voice sounded nearby. Before you, walking among the trees was Morphia. She seemed to have come out in search of her sister.. She hadn't noticed you yet. Her white and light silver tail and ears was dappled with the golden sunset rays, the red tips looked as if they had caught fire in the light.

" (Y/n)? Are you out there?" her voice called you back to reality. Her gaze was turned towards your direction.

" Yeah.." you walk out into view. " You're looking for Raven?"

" .. Have you seen her?"

" She was back there." you point back in the direction you came in. She walks over, as if to say lead the way.

" So you saw her. How was she?" Morphia asked, worriedly.

" She.. seemed, rather distraught.." your respond, looking for the right words.

" Distraught? How?"

" She.." you hesitated to answer, Raven probably didn't think anyone was watching her.. Besides you didn't know the full story anyway. What happens if what you was was only the beginning? What if the vibe that as going off her isn't the real one?

" She what?" Morphia pressured lightly. Her tail swayed back and forth as she waited for an answer.

" She didn't seem like herself.." you reluctantly respond. That as the best way to answer for now, the most vague answer.

" I see.." Morphia nodded, " She hasn't been herself for a while now." that was all she said. The two of you walk back to the spot where you had seen Raven, only for Morphia to stop you as you drew near.

" What do you m-"

".. Wait, I don't think it's a good idea to approach.." she shook her head, a hint of confusion edging her voice. Her ears flattened slightly.  " Something's very off." as she spoke a chilled breeze blew through the area, the tempreture dropped dramatically.

" What the..?" you shiver slightly, your breath coming out in puffs of white water vapor. It was much warmer before, warm enough to have a light jacket, even a short sleeve on..

" (Y/n), go.." Morphia abruptly commanded, " Go find someone, now!" a growl sounded from the bushes nearby. A pair and reddish brown eyes flickered as a thick chilly mist descended on the area, decreasing sight greatly.

" Wait! What about-"

" Just go. I'll deal with this!" Morphia yelled as she waved you to go away. " Find someone who can help. Now!" she turned towards the growl. A dark figure stood, vaguely visible, in the mist. It was approaching quickly, paw step over paw step. You turn to run into the forest. There was no choice now.. you had to find Alistair, that leopard half-breed. He had to know right? Morphia didn't seem to know much..

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