Worth

by Cloud Rose

She was a low rank kit. Not allowed to linger with the higher ranks. All they had to live for was to serve them. Bitter and angry she grew, tired about being abused. Till she went to serve him. She fell in love. She knew it was forbidden. As the moons went by, all her family had to say was "Was it worth it?"

Prologue

They thought loneliness was an easy thing to fix. We live in a clan, they said, find a mate and settle down. But they really don't know how difficult is really is. It eats at you, swallowing all the hope you had left. All the happiness, I had as a kit, is now full of despair and memories you can't hold on to. It's a spirit craving for you to suffer as it squeezes drops of life. Slow and painful. No warm pelt to press against, no shoulders to cry on. It's want it wants. No tom wants a broken she-cat. They don't want to know the consequences of getting to close to me, but in the end they will abandon me and I know it. Loneliness is something to be afraid of because I simply don't have the power to stop it.

I always carried it around, no matter how hard I tried. It was always on me, isolating me from normal. Always casting a shadow on me. I was so fragile to hold such a burden so heavy. It suffocated me. It crushed my ribs to the point where I couldn't breathe. I had learned soon enough, a cry of help was no use. I was different.. strange.. If I revealed my true self, I'd be seen as crazy and been executed. But that isn't bad?

I knew I couldn't leave my family to suffer is this god-forsaken place. Low-ranks were awful, treated not like cats but trash. We are expendable, they don't care about us. I could of ran when I had the chance, but I didn't. Was I just stupid? Yes and no, if you believe that there can be light even in the darkest of places.