I can't help it. I can't help the fact that I'm cursed. "Curses aren't real." They say. "Curses don't last forever." They say.
I know better. I remember the day that started it all.
I padded through camp, my long cream fur blown gently by the breeze. I looked at the icy blue sky, which was mostly clear with only a few clouds here and there.
I dropped an ice-cold mouse on the freshkill pile. Emberpaw purred and padded over to me. We were the only apprentices in the Clan.
Not many she-cats had kits. And the rest of my family had been slaughtered by an unknown creature in the abandoned lands.
"Hey, Willowpaw!" Emberpaw chirped, smiling.
"Hi." I greet back, my eyes darting around nervously. Emberpaw grinned. She had a very cold, creepy grin that always made me nervous. She was a black she-cat, with cold green eyes.
"Whatcha doing?" She asked, her voice so smooth that it creeped me out.
"Nothing much." I muttered.
She grinned again, then turned and padded away.
"Willowlight!" Emberfall called. I instantly began looking for a way to avoid the she-cat, but before I knew it, she was standing in front of me, grinning."Don't you want to come play, Willowlight?" She asked.
I shook my head. "N-no, thank you, Emberfall."
Emberfall grinned. "Then at least come to the abandoned lands with me."
I shook my head again. "No way!" I shouted.
Emberfall frowned. "But, Willowlight, I need you to go there."
"Why? So that you can kill me? No way!"
Emberfall scoffed. "Puh-lease! I don't kill!"
"Then why do you want me to go so bad?"
She smirked. "Eh, no, darling. I'm taking you there because you need to see something."
"See what?" I spat.
She hissed in annoyance. "Something important, idiot!"
I growled. "Ulch. Fine."
"Now that's the spirit, darling!"
Never let it be said that abandoned lands aren't scary.
As we padded through the dark, scary meadow, Emberfall called out, "Ohhhhhh, Blue-Eyed Beast! Where are youuuuuuuuu?"
I gasped and jumped back. "I was right! You do want to kill me!"
Emberfall rolled her eyes. "No, Willowlight. The Blue-Eyed Beast isn't the killer. Oh, wait, let me correct that. Blue-Eyed Wolf isn't the killer. The Red-Eyed Wolf is."
I narrowed my eyes. "Red-Eyed Wolf...?"
She nodded. "Yep!"
I watched her suspiciously. "Who are you? I mean, who are you really?"
She laughed. "No need for silly questions, darling. Blue-Eyed Wolf! Where are youuuuuuuuu?"
There was the sound of a twig snapping.
Emberfall snarled. "Red-Eyed Wolf!"
Sure enough, a black wolf jumped out of the bushes, snarling. It didn't exactly have red eyes, just dark, dark orange-yellow eyes. Or something like that.
The wolf launched at us. Emberfall jumped in front of me. She jumped at the wolf, claws unsheathed.
She rakes her claws down it's face. The wolf yelped, crimson drops spilling out of the wound. It let out a snarl, whipping around and glaring at her with murderous eyes.
I suddenly turned around, finding myself facing a white wolf with deep blue eyes.
I turned back around, wanting to help Emberfall, who was lying on her side, the black wolf standing above her. A crimson river ran from the gash in her belly.
I remembered everything that had happened in my life. How I didn't bother to stop my family from their adventure into the abandoned lands. If I could rewind time to stop them, I would. I raced forward to help Emberfall, but the white wolf grabbed me by my scruff. "NO!" I screeched. "I NEED TO HELP HER! I'M NOT MAKING THAT MISTAKE! NOT AGAIN!"
Emberfall met my eyes. "Don't look back." She whispered. "You're not going that way."
Then, the white wolf whipped around and carried me away, taking me to the safest place in the world.
