Darkness. All I see is darkness. I step cautiously foward, pressing through the thick, black air. Stone scrapes against my sides and my whiskers brush the rocky surface. It seems like all my energy is slowly draining away. I collapse onto the cold, hard ground and my eyelids droop. The last thing I see is a pair of glowing green eyes.
I wake up in Starclan with a strange feeling of dread and sorrow, but also joy. All I can remember is the cat with the glowing green eyes. Was the cat from my time in the caves, the part of my life I can't remember? I get up and stretch. I thought there was only good dreams in Starclan, but that seemed like a nightmare till that strange cat showed up.
I arch my back, stretching out my sore muscles. As soon as I step out of my rosemary bush den, a mouse darts past my paws. I smile and think of how lucky Starclan is to have such an abundance of prey. I slowly stalk into the birch forest, following the scent of the mouse.
I stop as I hear a crackle behind me. I whip around, only to see a flash of green. I shake my head. Probably just a leaf. I get back to hunting lightly placing my paws around the obstacles on the forest floor. Finally, I see the mouse scuffling in the bracken. I spring into the air, pouncing on my unlucky prey. My teeth sink into the rich meat. Satisfied, I take a bite and smile.
Then an image flashes in my mind, a half eaten fish by an underground river. I jump back and as I recover I hear a soft chuckle. "Who are you why are you following me!" I shouted at nothing in particular.
"What, you don't remember me?" the voice answers, sounding almost hurt.
"Just leave me alone!" I shout.
"As you wish," the voice answered. A moment later I hear the rustle of the leaves.
I shake my head. Stupid daydreams! They are way to distracting! I stand up and shake out my thick, midnight black fur. I jump as I see a half- eaten fish at my paws. I shake my head and see a normal leaf in its place. A voice echoes in my head.
Remember, remember the dark times. Remember, and you will remember me. I hear the rushing water of a stream. But it is magnified, like it is echoing in a cavern. And a cat, with fur the color of leaves in the fall, tends to my aching body. The thoughts swirl around in my head, twirling faster and faster! Until, my eyes close.
When I open my eyes again, I realize I'm not in Starclan anymore. The place I end up is dark and damp. For a second I think I'm in what was left of the Dark Forest, but I realized I was back in the dark place.
Please remember me, please Hollyleaf, remember. Remember the river, remember the trips outside, remember the patrols, and please remember me. I was awoke by a sharp pain in my side.
"Ow!" I exclaim as I slowly rise to my paws. I sniff my throbbing side, but there is no bruise or blood. Confused, take in my surroundings. I can hear a rushing river. There are stone walls arching above my head. The whole cavern seems familiar, but I can't remember how.
Suddenly, I see a pair of green eyes. They move closer, and slowly the body of a cat takes shape. That rusty pelt, those pointed ears. That concerned gaze. Memories stab me like claws. Waking up to the smell of herbs. The fresh kill we shared. The love he had shown for me.
"Fallen Leaves!"
