Post by Fernpaw on Jun 2, 2006 13:58:48 GMT -5
Maluuni strolled into the Warrior's Den, sniffing the air cautiously. No cat was there. Using her paws to feel her way to the back of the den to her nest, she carefully avoided tripping over loose moss that had fallen out of messy nests. It was not easy---being blind---but Maluuni had learned to compensate. When the white she-cat reached her nest, she stepped delicately into it, turned around three or four times, and settled down. Her last thought as she closed her eyes was a wistful one. Brother . . .
Darkness. Black darkness. Dark darkness. Thick, cloying darkness that clung to her fur and weighed her down. Maluuni kicked and fought, struggling to free herself from the suffocating darkness. Suddenly, a flickering light appeared in the corner of her vision. A light? Yes, Maluuni could see. The she-cat peered closer, she was standing at the edge of a cliff, a sheer drop below her. The white cat looked, she saw a bright light coming towards her. No, not a light. Flames. Red and orange flames were flickering, licking up the sides of the trees she used to play in. Hungrily devouring all vegetation that lay in their path, red-hot flames ran and crackled through the forest. Maluuni saw animals fleeing in terror, birds, rodents, prey, twolegs even, and their dogs. Then, she saw the cats. Black cats, with gleaming yellow eyes. Eyes that held fear, malice and confusion. The scents came flooding to her, and Maluuni recognized them all. Mother, Father, Shiera, Bangil, Niketa, countless cats that she had grown up with. They looked into her eyes, cold and heartless. Slowly, they came to a halt in front of her and fanned around her, like a well-planned battle drill. Maluuni took a step forward, crying, "Mother, I can see! Look at me, I can see!" The black cat's eyes were merciless as she stepped forward, chanting words that Maluuni couldn't understand, but she understood that they didn't have a nice meaning. Maluuni ran to her father, afraid, "Father! Father, stop mother! Help me, father!" Her father advanced upon her, claws sliding out with an ominous shiiik. Maluuni ran to one cat after another. All advanced upon her, jaws gaping, fangs gleaming, saliva dripping from open jaws. Maluuni took a step backward. There was no rock. She slipped, the cavernous drop looming up to engulf her. Her front paws gripped the rock, claws digging desperately, trying to find a hold. Behind the shoulders of her Clanmates she saw the fire, roaring, coming closer. The heat was unbearable, it singed her whiskers, and the rushing of it filled her ears. And all the while she continued to slip. She clung, crying, "Mother! Father! Help me!" They each came forward. They gripped her paws. Maluuni felt relief and hope beating in her chest. They were going to save her! They had just been playing a little game! They were . . . Before this thought could finish, her parents both shoved her off the edge of the cliff. Maluuni fell, yowling. Spinning . . . spinning . . . darkness . . . pain . . . blackness . . .
In the den, Maluuni woke up, breathing hard. It had all seemed to real, she could've sworn that it had all happened. Her blood pressure must have rose higher than was good for her. She took deep breaths, flanks heaving in terror. Fear-scent clung to her fur, as if it was afraid to leave. Maluuni called out in her mind, Menea, my brother, where are you? Help me! In answer to her silent plea, a strong voice echoed in her ears, Maluuni, dearest sister, know you are never alone. I am here with you. Maluuni instantly felt calmer, new strength surged through her limbs. Her sensitive nose filled with the scent of her brother as his spirit came down from StarClan to comfort her. They had always had a strong bond, and now in StarClan, he constantly came down to watch over her. If only . . . If only she could've gone with him, or he could've stayed. Maluuni needed a friend, now more than ever.
Darkness. Black darkness. Dark darkness. Thick, cloying darkness that clung to her fur and weighed her down. Maluuni kicked and fought, struggling to free herself from the suffocating darkness. Suddenly, a flickering light appeared in the corner of her vision. A light? Yes, Maluuni could see. The she-cat peered closer, she was standing at the edge of a cliff, a sheer drop below her. The white cat looked, she saw a bright light coming towards her. No, not a light. Flames. Red and orange flames were flickering, licking up the sides of the trees she used to play in. Hungrily devouring all vegetation that lay in their path, red-hot flames ran and crackled through the forest. Maluuni saw animals fleeing in terror, birds, rodents, prey, twolegs even, and their dogs. Then, she saw the cats. Black cats, with gleaming yellow eyes. Eyes that held fear, malice and confusion. The scents came flooding to her, and Maluuni recognized them all. Mother, Father, Shiera, Bangil, Niketa, countless cats that she had grown up with. They looked into her eyes, cold and heartless. Slowly, they came to a halt in front of her and fanned around her, like a well-planned battle drill. Maluuni took a step forward, crying, "Mother, I can see! Look at me, I can see!" The black cat's eyes were merciless as she stepped forward, chanting words that Maluuni couldn't understand, but she understood that they didn't have a nice meaning. Maluuni ran to her father, afraid, "Father! Father, stop mother! Help me, father!" Her father advanced upon her, claws sliding out with an ominous shiiik. Maluuni ran to one cat after another. All advanced upon her, jaws gaping, fangs gleaming, saliva dripping from open jaws. Maluuni took a step backward. There was no rock. She slipped, the cavernous drop looming up to engulf her. Her front paws gripped the rock, claws digging desperately, trying to find a hold. Behind the shoulders of her Clanmates she saw the fire, roaring, coming closer. The heat was unbearable, it singed her whiskers, and the rushing of it filled her ears. And all the while she continued to slip. She clung, crying, "Mother! Father! Help me!" They each came forward. They gripped her paws. Maluuni felt relief and hope beating in her chest. They were going to save her! They had just been playing a little game! They were . . . Before this thought could finish, her parents both shoved her off the edge of the cliff. Maluuni fell, yowling. Spinning . . . spinning . . . darkness . . . pain . . . blackness . . .
In the den, Maluuni woke up, breathing hard. It had all seemed to real, she could've sworn that it had all happened. Her blood pressure must have rose higher than was good for her. She took deep breaths, flanks heaving in terror. Fear-scent clung to her fur, as if it was afraid to leave. Maluuni called out in her mind, Menea, my brother, where are you? Help me! In answer to her silent plea, a strong voice echoed in her ears, Maluuni, dearest sister, know you are never alone. I am here with you. Maluuni instantly felt calmer, new strength surged through her limbs. Her sensitive nose filled with the scent of her brother as his spirit came down from StarClan to comfort her. They had always had a strong bond, and now in StarClan, he constantly came down to watch over her. If only . . . If only she could've gone with him, or he could've stayed. Maluuni needed a friend, now more than ever.