Moth in the Wind

Sage had always loved the stars. In fact, some say that it's the only thing she ever loved, but that can't be true, can it? Sure, most cats disliked Sage because of how quick she was to anger and she generally felt the same about them but her anger didn't drive everyone away, right? She cannot deny that she never thought she could ever admire a cat as much as she admired the night sky, but ever since she met Clover she knew she must have been wrong. Clover was beautiful, and kind, and what was happening to Sage? She can't feel this way. Especially not about another female cat, her parents would be so disappointed.

Alright I suppose I do need to add context to this. This used to serve as a prologue to the book I was writing, until I realized that book kinda sucked. The main character was BORRRINGGGG and I was more interested in the grumpy old lady character and wanted her to have her own story. So I begun writing this, and eventually I discarded the original.