I'll admit that I never really saw this whole thing coming. Even today, sweeps and sweeps after it all went down, after we've been over, I still miss him. I wish we could still be together. But I guess when you're madly in love with someone, no matter how much they hurt you, you can't help yourself.
I remember the first day we met.
It was another empty night on Beforus. I had woken up right at moonrise, to get ready for my first hunt on my own. I rolled out of bed, my mind still foggy from sleep, and didn't notice I had fell on the floor until the hard carpeting hit my side. I laughed lightly and stretched my back out. Tonight would be good, I thought.
I pulled myself off of the ground and put on my hunting outfit. Boots, a green tank top with my sign of the Leo printed on it, and my black cargo pants. On my hunts, I couldn't wear my usual outfit because miniskirts were not good for running in and long sleeves would restrict my arms from pouncing and slashing. Cat mom had always told me how important it was to make sure to travel lightly on hunts, as to not make noise.
I slipped on my hunting weapon, a set of claw extensions that jutted out from my paws' knuckles. They were sleek and silver, razors filled so sharp that just touching them would open the skin. The perfect hunting companion. Nothing would get away from Meulin Leijon with these babies. I grinned deviously to myself quickly, before moving through my hive to the door. I waved off cat mom as I left. Once I closed the huge wooden barrier to my hive behind me, I looked hopefully up at the shimmering green moon, and out at the forest where my prey would be lurking. Little did I know, that I'd be getting more on that hunt then I'd bargained for.