Thank you to Saturn for character design and the first basic plot idea. It's changed much since then, but you were the foundation. I still remember the day we laid awake at night, on our phones as you listened to my frantic typing of a new fanfiction. Thank you for always being there, even though we are apart.
Thank you to Eternal for assisting with some character design and personality planning. I would have been completely stumped without your assist. I hope everyone enjoys the beginning of Where Your Skies End, as much as I have enjoyed writing it for you. I'll update it as much as I can. This is for my 150+ Star celebration.
Where Your Skies End: A Warriors Fanfiction
Prologue: Where Your Skies End:
Shadows danced through the trees, leaves swaying in an unspoken rhythm, the moss soft underfoot. The remains of moonlight faded away through the canopy, its silvery light replaced by the warming glow of the welcomed sun. Crystalline droplets of dew sparkled in the sun's early morning rays, as the gentle sound of pawsteps echoed through the small clearings of the forest. Eyes sharp, a slender cat weaved through the trees, her dark pelt blending into the shadows of her surroundings. Thrushes glided through the trees overhead, but the she-cat didn't notice the easy prey. Her face set, she continued on her path, pace steady, eyes stern, her heartbeat in time with her pawsteps.
Caws of birds echoed around, as a pair of yellow eyes fixed on the moving she-cat's shape, their piercing gaze digging into the black cat's soul. Twisting her head around, she shifted her blue gaze through the trees, but the feeling of being watched was gone with the wind. The cat padded through the undergrowth, picking up her paws carefully before placing them down into the soft earth, eyes fixed ahead, a small bundle hanging from her sharp jaws, dangling feebly in the air. Digging her claws into the ground as she went, the noises of the forest flooded her mind, seeping into the cracks slowly until all she could hear was a hollow, dark sound.
Her shadow stretched to her side, seemingly mirroring her ebony pelt, as she made her way towards a half-collapsed tree. Covered in moss, it lay still on it's side, casting an eerie shadow over her. Blue eyes worked their way up the tree, before fixing themselves on a small crack in the trunk. Slinking up the tree, in a silent race against the dawn, the she-cat slid into the crack, the soft moss-covered hollow tree's walls comforting to her. Ears still high on alert, she swiftly crawled into the darkness of the trees roots, winding herself between overlapping wood arches, her body finally restrained. Lowering her head to the ground, she released the small bundle of spiky fur into a fresh pile of moss, her blue orbs fixed on it's closed eyes, listening to it's pitiful mew.
The kit had a mottled pelt of orange, white and black, with white paws, and a white ring of fluff around his neck. Feebly pawing at the air, he touched the black cat's chest fur, who recoiled, hissing quietly, her tail bushed out, eyes narrowed. The kit lay on it's back pathetically, and the ebony cat, slowly slunk back towards it, barely breathing. You knew it all along. The black she-cat growled softly, shaking her head wildly, the thoughts from outside coming in slowly. This kit should have died, retrieving it has only caused it pain. Caused you pain. Some things can't be saved. Unsheathing her claws, the cat kneaded at the moss beneath her paws, the softness suddenly feeling harsh and unwelcoming. Leaping over the kit, with a flick of her tail, she jumped out through the hole, never to look back.
Spreading herself over the fallen tree, her shining teeth bared, the she-cat glanced around, ears pricked, eyes narrowed, claws out. Circling herself, the forest noises seemed to drown out around her, leaving just the sound of heavy breathing, a racing heart, and the sound of her claws clicking on the tree. Looking for me? The voice whispered softly, echoing around the midnight cat, only making her tense even more, the muscles over her shoulders bunching together. Don't go looking for a fight. Hissing, the cat flung herself into the open air, clawing blindly wherever her paws struck the still air around her. Panting, her chest heaving, she stood there, eyes weary, fur spiked out, claws cracked at the ends from digging into hard wood. The world was a swirling vortex, pushing her down, deeper into its shadowy depths.
The cat's world eclipsed, as darkness flooded into her vision, and she staggered to the ground, the last flashes of light draining from her sight. A soft mew escaped from the kitten's throat, and as the black she-cat finally closed her eyes, his were blinked open. Honey-amber orbs moved slowly across the interior of the hollow tree, fluffy white paws grabbing at the edge of the moss. This is where your skies end, Ebony. The voice echoed inside the black she-cat's mind. And there's nothing you can ever do about it.
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