I got this one line stuck in my head, this one sentence, and it bloomed into a story. I wrote the prologue, and then I knew I had to finish it. I hope you like it. Please, please, please, review.

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Trees, trees, trees. More trees than she'd ever seen in her lifetime. It was a unknown world, here in these trees. A place where you could almost believe ghosts walked in the night, silent death. Very unlike the world she'd come from, where danger lurked in the shadows of every alley and building. Where it was every cat for themselves, fighting for every mouthful and place to sleep, struggling to survive. She'd left that world, left it for one reason and one reason only. To find the cat.

It had been a hard journey, crossing this strange land with dangers she'd never before faced. She'd looked down from mountains she hadn't knew existed, fled from huge stone-footed beasts she'd never seen, dodged monster after countless monster. She'd been traveling a long, long time, walking endlessly for miles. But it would be worth it.

Her pelt was torn from brambles and thorns, claws and teeth. Her fur was limp and dirty, and in some places, crusted with dried blood. Her limbs ached, but she forced her paws to move, determined to reach her goal. She appeared to be in bad health, but actually, where she came from, all of this was quite normal, and the journey had taken only a small toll on her strength and appearance. The biggest difference was the fact that her ribs stuck harshly out of her sides, even though her small size meant she needed less prey than others. She'd grown even thinner than normal, and her dark purple collar hung loosely on her neck.

Again, trees. She knew nothing of them, or what hid in their depths, but they were a welcome sight. For this many trees could only mean one thing. She'd nearly reached her goal. She was so close to finding the cat. Her single-minded desire drove her forward, and she disappeared into the dark forest.