(A Very Short) Prologue
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"She's not what any cat thinks she is!"
"I agree completely, but we really shouldn't-"
"Can't we just leave the issue alone for now? I'm exhausted!"
The small black kit woke to the sound of cats arguing around her. Darkness stretched for skylengths in every direction. "Where am I?" she mewed drowsily.
A voice right next to the kit's ear made her jump. The scent of smoke washed over her. "That's not important right now. Go back to sleep," the voice said calmly.
"But...but I am asleep! Aren't I?" the kit said, becoming more confused with each passing moment.
A meow of laughter on the kit's other side made her jump again. She started to panic, vaguely realizing it was becoming harder for her to form thoughts. "Why are you laughing?" she warily whispered into the darkness, fear gripping her like a talon.
There was no response. A piercing wail reached the helpless kit's ears, making her wince. As the darkness started to swirl and twist into shapes, the kit heard a third cat somewhere in the endless black landscape.
"You will someday have answers, Darkkit."