Prologue
A slender tabby she-cat padded into the cave, hiding in the shadows as if she did not want to be seen. Her blue eyes scanned the area before she ran to the other side of the cave, where the entrance lay – but just as she was about to scamper out, a dark grey, well-muscled tom sprung down from the ledge above.
"Where are you going?" he asked; his eyes held no hostility, only curiosity.
"I am going," snapped the she-cat, "to where I belong."
The tom frowned, and then his amber eyes sparked in sudden realisation.
"No! No, you can't go! You're the only thing I have left of her!" he cried.
The she-cat rounded on him, her pelt rippling with muscles. Her teeth were barred in a snarl.
"You don't know how hard it is for me!" she growled. "I hear her voice every single day, and in my dreams I always see her! Even though I've never met her I know what she looks like, and I know that's why you want me to stay at your side forever! You don't even come close to understanding how much it pains me when I hear her – she's like a ghost, and she wants me to go! This was never supposed to be my home. You chose to live here, but I am so much less like you than you seem to think, and I have never wanted to live here."
The tom looked pained, but he didn't move. The she-cat on the other hand, looked like she was ready to claw his fur off. Her head spun around as light footsteps sounded on the cave floor. The she-cat's eyes narrowed, but all the same she dipped her head towards the newcomer. She obviously liked the newcomer better than the tom.
"What is going on?" the newcomer, a brown tabby she-cat demanded, swivelling her gaze onto both the tom and the other she-cat.
Blue stare met grey stare, and the brown tabby said sadly,
"You're leaving, aren't you?"
The blue eyed she-cat nodded, and then added with a snarl,
"And you can't stop me."
The brown tabby sighed. She didn't want the blue eyed she-cat to go, but she knew that she couldn't follow. Her gaze flickered to the tom; she couldn't leave him here.
"I hope sincerely, wherever you are going, you have a home," she meowed. "I respect your decision."
"B –" the tom started.
The brown tabby shook her head sadly.
"She must go," she said to the tom. "She believes their place is the place for her, like you believed this was the place for you."
The blue-eyed tabby dipped her head to the brown she-cat.
"Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you."
Then she slinked past the grey tom, her eyes emotionless. She turned around, and pressed against the tom.
"I hope you'll never forget me," she mewed. "You could even come and visit me."
The brown tabby she-cat's face showed everything; she hated it there, and she was in no hurry to go back. The other she-cat sighed and then pressed against her. Then the blue-eyed tabby stepped back.
"I love you," she said, and her blue gaze held true. "I want you to know that before I go."
The she-cat and the tom both nodded, and with a flick of her tail, the other she-cat disappeared into the cold, and often death-bringing grips of leafbare.
A/N: Mysterious, much? Who are they? Yet to be revealed – read on for more.