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|| Prologue ||
The small badger gazed on the hill, above the cave that had held her kin for many generations. Her small eyes narrowed at the setting sun, marking a new day for her. She did not like the sun, because it was not the way a badger lived, however she appreciated it.
Much less carnal than her kind, she was smart and intelligent and knew the language of many creatures. The sun gave life, and for that, she was thankful. But it was the stars that captivated her. Every night, she would gaze before hunting. The stars held many stories and she was learning to read them from her father, the tales of many different lives all mapped out.
'Snowsong, you are always here. Right before the moon rises.'
Her father made his way up the hillside to sit beside her, raising his eyes to the opening skies.
'I love it.' She told him simply.
'Yes, your kin has gazed at stars for as long as we have been here.'
'Show me how to read the stories. Let me see the stories of the stars.' Snowsong whispered.
'Not all of them are as great as you think.' Her father warned her quietly.
'I know, but I have to see. Show me the ancient cats, the ones you always told me about. The cats my great-grandmother helped. I want to know them.'
'You are young but ready to see. I will show you the stories.'
Snowsong settled beside her father as he showed her how to read the stars. There were many up there, but she needed to know about the cats. Her great-grandmother, Midnight, had known them. She felt the compulsion that had kept her father here and could tell in her heart, stargazing was what she had been made for.
'Show me your stories, of pain and love and friendship. I want the regret, the strength and beauty. Show me, ancient cats.' She thought to the sky, as one by one, the tales revealed themselves.
Previously really badly written :D Hope it's more successful this time. Reviews Please!!
- Atra.