Post by Amber on Jul 22, 2008 16:53:47 GMT -5
Rain poured down on the glassy surface of the Lightning Rock, making it even more slippery than before, if possible. Lightning flashed nearby, lighting up the sky like fire. A cold yet strong wind ruffled the fur of a small gray cat, moss green eyes flickering and full of life. The gray fur seemed to twinkle like the stars, but after the lightning flashed again the sparkles were gone. Claws unsheathed and sheathed again, testing them against the rock, as if they hadnt been used in a long while.
A slightly smaller black cat was beside her, and yet the wind did not ruffle this cat's fur. The stars stayed in the black pelt, not leaving even after lightning clapped. Eyes of silver-white contrasted the onyx-black fur, glowing eerily. A dip of the head was the signal for the gray cat to tear down the slope, cautious yet not too careful. The black cat's eyes momentarily glittered with tears as the lightning flashed again, but next moment, they were not visible in the darkness.
Gray tail waving in goodbye, the other cat's tears fell freely. Still up on the rock, the small black cat seemed to fade into the air, stars hanging there a moment before disappearing themselves. Meanwhile the gray stranger was past the halfway point. The rain dampened the silky gray fur, but not this cats spirits. The cat pressed on, continuing as the lightning lit up the darkening sky. Memories of this place haunting the cat's past, but that didn't stop the journey. Now the gray cat was nearing the bottom, and with one final leap cleared it quickly.
Paws hit the ground with a dull thud, but kept on, not stopping for anything. Tears on the face could be mistaken for raindrops, and that was how it should stay. The cat slid to a stop as it spotted a familiar figure. "Greetings," the melodic voice called to the other feline, fox-lengths away, "Do you remember me?"
A slightly smaller black cat was beside her, and yet the wind did not ruffle this cat's fur. The stars stayed in the black pelt, not leaving even after lightning clapped. Eyes of silver-white contrasted the onyx-black fur, glowing eerily. A dip of the head was the signal for the gray cat to tear down the slope, cautious yet not too careful. The black cat's eyes momentarily glittered with tears as the lightning flashed again, but next moment, they were not visible in the darkness.
Gray tail waving in goodbye, the other cat's tears fell freely. Still up on the rock, the small black cat seemed to fade into the air, stars hanging there a moment before disappearing themselves. Meanwhile the gray stranger was past the halfway point. The rain dampened the silky gray fur, but not this cats spirits. The cat pressed on, continuing as the lightning lit up the darkening sky. Memories of this place haunting the cat's past, but that didn't stop the journey. Now the gray cat was nearing the bottom, and with one final leap cleared it quickly.
Paws hit the ground with a dull thud, but kept on, not stopping for anything. Tears on the face could be mistaken for raindrops, and that was how it should stay. The cat slid to a stop as it spotted a familiar figure. "Greetings," the melodic voice called to the other feline, fox-lengths away, "Do you remember me?"