(I'm going to write a story about Flicker's time apart from the Clan. This is the prologue, and if you like it ill post the whole story somewhere... Not sure where yet)
PROLOGUE
The darkness seeped through her mind, washing over her memories. Her sisters, parents, and clan slowly ebbed away. Flashes darted in and out. A gray and white tabby soothed her quietly, then wisped away like sand silently brushed away by a breeze. It was soon replaced by a blue tinged forest, one that had been destroyed by a fire many moons ago. The frost laden air bit at her skin, penetrating the soft, silky kit fur that still swathed her body. The kit was roughly clutched in a pair of large jaws, and she swung wildly as they tore through the forest. Her heart fluttered with terror, and she felt a trickle of blood dribble down her scruff. The small kit squeezed her eyes shut.
The memory dissolved, and the black once again shadowed her past. Her mind remained darkened this time; no memory awakened to free her from the vast, throbbing unknown that shaded the warm and welcoming known. Not a thought stirred in these murky and sinister waters.
Hours could have past, maybe even days. But there was no sense of time in the dark; even if there had been, the small cat would have found that she was lost in this place longer than she- or anyone else- would have ever thought.
Awesome beginning!
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