Lightning flashed over the choppy waves. Between them, chilled down to their bones, a small group of cats paddled through the dark water. Two of them, close to each other's' sides, made sure none of the group got too far back. The left of the two was a sleek silver she-cat, her golden eyes bright in the flickering lightning. She held her head high above the waves, keeping a small ginger kit free of the water's cold. The other cat was a tan-colored she-cat with green eyes, holding a grey kit in her own jaws. In front of them, a dark smudge rose above the waves, a few two-leg lights glowing on its' surface. An island, and even better; a salvation.