❅--𝔇𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔒𝔫 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔫 𝓘𝔠𝔢--❅ chapter #1 up!

    Eva sat on the edge of a starlight pool, looking down into it with a loving expression, reflected in it was two cats, a tortoiseshell she-cat that’s pelt was lighter than her’s and a light brown tom, both had the same medium length fur and light green eyes as Eva. The pool was a light blue colored on where the image didn’t show, the water calm.

    A long furred brown tabby she-cat approached the starlight pool and the image changed to show another long furred she-cat, this one night black with golden amber eyes, matching the tabby’s. The water turned dark around the edges and began to churn.
 
   Eva looked up at the tabby, her tortoiseshell fur fluffing up to look longer than it was, her face clouded with a troubled expression, “Jennelle.”

    The tabby, Jennelle, nodded her head, “hello Eva. It’s been a while, sorry to appear on these terms. I fear a storm is coming and our kits are right in the middle of it and there is nothing we can do about it.”

    “I know; doesn’t make it any less horrendous and tragic,” she replied. “I just wish I could warn them, send them a message.”

    “That would not be wise, you know the rules,” said a long furred black tom who came padding towards them, his vivid blue eyes piercing them with a pointed look.

    “Hero,” Jennelle nodded at the tom.

    “I’m aware of the rules, doesn’t mean I like them, and i doesn’t mean I’ll follow them.” Eva's tone was harsh.

    “Don’t-” Jennelle started but got cut off.

    “I know the risks, and I’m willing to pay the price, it’s our kits, I can’t just stand by and do nothing, I have to do something.” She almost snapped it at the other she-cat.

    “Please, don’t,” Jennelle began to beg.

    “Don’t waist your breath,” came Hero. “She’s made up her mind, you cannot stop her.”

    Jennelle looked from Eva, who had distress and determination and defiance written all over her face, to Hero’s blank stare with a concerned expression.

    Hero turned to Eva, “do as you please, I’m not going to stop you because I know you better than that, but I won’t support you either.”

    Eva nodded, “thank you, old friend.”

    Jennelle looked back down at the starlight pool, where there was now an image of a long-furred black and white tom, his eyes a spitting image of Hero’s.

    “I’m sorry,” whispered Jennelle.

    “We all are,” came Hero, his voice flat.

    Eva put her paw in the water and the image changed back to the two cats who had the same light green eyes. “Hello my babies, I’m coming for you,” she whispered, and then she walked into the water until she disappeared.

    The snow was coming down hard on the mid-winter night, the sky a dark-gray and black haze that could barely be seen through the white powder. Fera was crouched down in the large cave that was at the base of the mountain, watching as inches of snow piled up. Her brother, Dustin, suddenly appeared at the entrance, his light brown fur tangled with clumps of snow, his light green eyes sparkling with amusement.

    “We got a wild one tonight,” he said and Fera nodded her head in agreement. ”Looks like we might be snowed in for a bit.”

    “Yes,” she agreed. “Where’s Andy?”

    “Don’t know, he should be back soon though.” After looking at the worried expression on his sister’s face added, “don’t worry, he’ll be fine, he can handle himself.”

    “I know,” she replied. “Doesn’t stop me from worrying.” She shook her head in a twitchy gesture before curling up into a ball and closing her eyes, signaling she was done with the conversation.


    Juno watched the long-furred black and white tom from above. He wasn’t the one she was interested in, but he was nice and patient, kind really from what she gathered of watching the three cats that lived in this frozen wasteland. He was trekking through the snow, his head hunched down into his shoulders to shield his eyes from the wind and snow. He was headed towards the cave the three called home. She wished she had a place to call home.

    She took a deep breath and thought to herself, this is the day, the day I change that. Then she began to run towards him, “hello? Hello? You there!”

    Andy turned towards her, shock in his vivid blue eyes to see this long-furred she-cat whose pelt was a stark contrast against the snow. “Who may you be?” His inquiry was polite, if not a bit skeptical on why there was a strange cat in his territory.

    “I’m Juno,” she let out between heavy breaths. “I'm just passing through.”

    “Oh, dear,” came Andy. “Well you mustn't stay out here in this storm, you’ll catch your death, come with me, my friends and I Have a cave we live in not far from here, I’m sure they shan’t mind if you stay with us until its raging dies down.”

    Juno smiled at him, “thank you for being so kind.”

    “Oh! Pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Andy.” He seemed almost embarrassed at his own forgetfulness.

    “Nice to meet you, Andy.” She dipped her head at him in gratitude.

    “Come along, dear, we need to hurry before we freeze.” He then began to run towards the cave entrance and Juno followed.

    Dustin startled awake at the sound of voices within the cave, there was Andy’s voice but another one as well, unfamiliar and feminine. He blinked the sleet out of his eyes, and got up stretching. He followed the sound of the voices towards the back of the cave where Andy seemed to be explaining about Fera’s illness. At least that’s what they called it, but it was more so an impairment than anything.

    “Hello?” he said, as he rounded the corner to see Andy’s familiar black and white fur and a night black she-cat as well. “Who may you be?”

    The she-cat turned to face him, her golden amber eyes dancing, “I’m Juno.” She dipped her head in a greeting, “pleased to meet you, I assume you are Dustin, sorry if we woke you, we were trying to be quiet.”

    He looked from her to Andy, a quisitive expression on his face, Andy started to explain, “I met her on the tundra, she would have caught her death out there, so I invited her to come with me to our humble, little cave.” He gave a light-hearted apologetic look to Dustin and added, “hope you don’t mind.”

    Dustin returned the light-hearted expression, “it’s no big deal, she can stay.” He turned to her, “welcome Juno, please, stay as long as you like.”

    Juno purred with a timid happiness, “thank you, your hospitality is welcomed.”

    “Of course,” Dustin replied, dipping his head slightly.

    Andy then piped up and asked, “you never did tell me what you were doing here on the tundra, may I know?”

    Juno let out a laughing pur, “I’m just passing through, heading south to visit my mother, I come from further north, along the sea border, my mother moved south a while back but I stayed there. Mainly because I didn’t want to leave the familiarity of my home, but I decided it was time to let it go and move on.”

    “That’s sweet,” came Fera, padding towards them, her eyes unfocused and moving in a rapid motion, unable to stay steady which in turn made her stride uncoordinated. “That you care about your mother enough to leave.”

    Juno smiled, “yes, yes it is.”


    Andy let out a deep breath as he curled up into his nest, he had, as well as the others, given some of the feathers and moss to Juno to help make her comfortable. He watched her with lazy eyes, she gave him a friendly look, almost like a smile - if cats could smile. He returned it, before closing his eyes and entering sleep.

    He walked through the tundra, it was a unusually warm day, the sun hot on his dark back, making him wish he didn’t have long fur. The birds sand a song from the few trees that sat at the base of the mountain, in the distance he could hear the sound of the wolves howling, singing their song that his father loved dearly.

    He padded along the worn path that had been made from many years of walking. Once he reached the stream, he stopped for a drink. He was about to lick the water surface, when the face of a seemingly familiar cat appeared reflected in the water where his reflection should be. He scrambled back and the cat that was reflected climbed out of the water, her pelt strangely dry.

    He let out a cry of horror as the dark tortoiseshell she-cat with eyes all too familiar to him. Fera’s eyes. Dustin’s eyes.

    “Who are you?” He let out, his breath ragged with fear.

    “That does not matter,” she replied, flicking her long furred tail back and forth. “What matters is the message I have for you.”

    “Oh?” He said.

    “Whatever you do, don’t trust Juno, she is bad news,” she said it in a rush.

“Who are you? How do I know I can trust you?” He said it with a slight defensiveness, he liked Juno.

    “I cannot say who I am, but I promise you, Juno is bad news.” she looked at him, light green eyes burning intensely, as if she could will him to understand with sheer looks alone.

    Andy shook his head, as if doing so could make her go away.

    When he looked back up she was gone, leaving him in shock that it worked.

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