Redstars Broken Trust

Chapter 5

Red remained stagnant as she sat still throughout the night. Now the stars were disappearing, and the cold night breeze whipped over her fur while the sun peeked over the horizon. The sky was milky pale colors like pink, purple, blue. It reminded Red of family, each color was different and some didn't fit in the same category, but they all blended together to create a beautiful scenery. The side farther from the rising sun still had the blackish blue crystal clear night which kept shrinking gradually as the sun made its way higher above the morning that settled around her. Red heard rustling, and looked over to see Frost stirring in her makeshift nest. She sat up slowly and began to groom her unsanitary fur. No sooner did Talon wake, with clumps of fur jutting in all sorts of directions that Red thought for a moment that Mischief hadn't taught her all the directions. Her heart ached at the faintest thought of Mischief, and she couldn't think about what to do next. With her sisters grooming themselves, and with Red yawning, nobody talked at all.

Finally, Talon had finished and was stretching her legs, and how Red studied her sisters fur, she became aware that she was jealous. Talon had the most beautiful fur Red could picture, with an arching posture in the chest and very long fur that drooped over her back. Talons fur was as well glossy and soft, while her naturally contrasted pale yellow eyes stuck out from her white coat. Masked around the rims was black, and her muzzle narrowed delicately at the bridge as it jutted outward. Red tried seeking Talons neck through the thick fur, but her chest puffed out so much that her under-muzzle sunk into it. Meanwhile, Red was a shaggy shorthair with a ruddy coating, looking the color of scarlet. She was sure she looked red to everyone else but she knew she was just very dark russet brown.

Red departed from her thoughts immediately when she felt Talon prod her side.

"What's up with you? You've been staring out over the moor sense my eyes opened." she sat next to Red and joined her and her silent treatment. Red kept silent for a reason, if she had said anything she was almost sure that the death of their mother would come washing out from her mouth as fast as tumbleweed blown in the wind. She just flicked her ear to acknowledge her sisters presence. Red knew what she had to do, and she would do it before her sisters could ask any questions.

"Follow me." she signaled to both her sisters with a twitch of her tail tip as she got up and sped down the weak slope. She didn't need to look back because she knew they were both on her tail. Together, they darted past trees that stood independently, but soon confronted a forest of conjoined trees, with branch fragments and crushed leaves littering the ground. Knowing the way by instinct, she weaved through tall trees and all three of them maneuvered around thorn bushes. They were there at last, and Red knew what lay ahead. She made her way onto the narrow path that lead between two close growing thorn bushes at a slow pace. She knew her sisters had lingered behind for a few moments, hesitant of what to do. Red understood, they decided to follow the youngest littermate out into an unfamiliar forest just because she had told them to. Red squeezed her eyes shut as an overwhelming stench of rot and mold hit her nose. She beckoned to them to join her as she whispered, "It's safe."

She heard nothing and jumped as her sisters appeared at her sides. Then Red knew, she had expected to hear more noise than what she had made herself, but her sisters were smaller than her now and could make their way easier through courses.

"Just be careful, there's bears that live here," she murmured glumly and added, "mother bears."

"Have you been here or something?" Frost asked in a low, yet high airy voice she had.

"I kept looking for Mischief when you both fell asleep," Red began to make her way across the dimmed clearing, "and I came across this forest, there was something that possessed me into coming here," she was now mouselengths away from her mothers body as she continued, "and when I did finally make my way here, this is what I saw." she finished, standing over the scrawny blackfurred body of the cat she had known so well and had stuck by her side and helped raise her. Frost and Talon journeyed over, observing the perfectly round clearing as if it looked like a portrait. When they finally could make out the tiniest details on the cat, they gasped in Union and stood, petrified. Red felt frigid and sat down, squaring her broad shoulders and lowering her head. "She will be missed." she uttered chokingly.