First of all, if your reading this, thank you. It really means alot to have people read my fics. Sorry, the chapters kinda short... Without further ado, I present-
Falling Sky; Chapter 1- Maple Trees
I sat under the maple tree, my light grey tabby ears already tinged with frost. The once brown and green world was already covered in a thin white layer of snow, like a second pelt. Mother scrambled around, tiding up the den, using her long, pretty tail to sweep up the remains of our meal. I leaned over to my brother, Perfect.
"Are we leaving again?" I asked, tail waving excitedly,. Perfect studiously ignored me, probably thinking how much better he was than me. I huffed, flicking my ear in annoyance. We moved dens every quarter-moon or so, I never asked why. It was an amazing feeling to wake up with fresh, green moss under you stomach, and know that you had a new area to explore. It could get boring after awhile when you had this guy as your older brother.
Perfect, with his medium length tawny coat, and mothers beautiful blue eyes, eyes nobody could ever see any flaws within. He was to them, well, Perfect. Not to me. As the one who grew up with him, I know first paw that wasn't true. Our first hunting trip, for example. I was there when he trapped the mouse between his unsheathed claws, playing with with, torturing it, the manic gleam of blood-lust shining in his eyes as it bleed out into the dirt.
No one knew his dark side like I did, the way it consumed him, became him. I had sat with him, stroking his spine with my tail,while he scilently wept, spasms wracking his thin frame, distraut over what he had become. A monster. he told me later that night, about the she-cat who haunted his dreams, a black, orange and white splotched tortie who tortured him, sent him nightmares of horrendous things, slowly ripping away his sanity.
How, I ask you, can you hate a cat when they lay there very soul raw and valnurble before you like that, pouring out their very heart to you? I'll tell you, you simply can't. My brother may be an evil, vile, cruel, brainless, cocky creature, but he was the only friend I had.
Growing increasingly bored, I scooped up a small pawful of snow, and wham!, flung it into my brother face before dashing behind him out of range. He turned to glare at me and I rolled on the ground seized by a fit of laughter, seeing my brothers furious face wearing the frozen white fluff like a mask, his fur sticking up every which-way in icy spikes.
"Why you little.." he started, icy blue eyes narrowed threateningly. I playfully flicked my paw in his direction, the scooped up snow flying everywhere. What ever he was going to say was now muffled by the freezing snow filling his mouth. I danced around him, dodging his frozen missiles while throwing my own. As we played, the haughty mask slipped off, revealing the fun, happy tom only I knew.
Perfect looked like a a rock buried under the fresh snowfall we had earlier that day, the white stuff piling up around the tips of his ears. "We haven't had this much fun in a long time." I said breathlessly, the rock of my brother nodding and shaking snow from his pelt with a carefree grin.
Mother had crept up behind us, her face distorted with rage. Seeing her, the joyous laughter stuttered and died in our throat. "You! Come here, now!" She spat, pointing to her side with her tail. Oh no... I though despairingly, not again...
I slunk over, eyes Submissibly lowered to my paws. it was always you, or mousebrain, or 'disgrace'. Never my actually name, Sky, or little star, the nickname my father gave me before he left.
"Look what you have done!" Her beautiful lake blue eyes were as sharp as flint, making me cringe away from her hate filled orbs. " Because of you messing around, Perfect could get sick! And it's all your fault." tears welled up in my green eyes. it wasn't fair! How come I always got punished?
Perfect had enough heart to look terrified for me, he knew how this usually worked out, and the ending was never good, the futility of the situation reflected in his blue eyed stare. "Really Mother, we were just-"
"Not a word from you!" She hissed, cutting him off. Admiring the way they gleamed with a deadly spark, she unsheathed her claws. Knowing what was coming next, I braced myself, physically, and mentally. In the corner of my eye, I could see Perfect turn away, unable to watch. I didn't blame him, for I could no longer hold back the tears, letting them rain as her freshly sharpened claws raked my back, again and again. Her teeth met my ear, ripping it partway, before doing the same to the other. As she went, she whispered taunts in my ruined ears, I wasn't pretty enough. I wasn't thin enough, though I hadn't eaten in a week. My fur was dirty, even though I cleaned it constantly. On it went, it felt for moons.
It took all my will power to stay standing, her fury unleashed upon the 'lesser' of her two kits, like a wave crashing down on the shore. Mother bit down on my delicate tail tip. Wave. Blood trickled down my downy kitten soft chest, staining the snow beneath me. After wave. I closed my eyes against the pain, knowing full well when I opened them that clumps of my light grey fur would be floating down to the ground, like feathery storm clouds on the horizon. After wave. Mother stopped as quickly as she started, her body still, yet tense.
"Now, we'll behave, right hon?" Her voice felt like poisoned honey on my ears, sickly sweet and deadly. Her claws tickled my fur from where they rested above my spine. hers was a voice you obeyed, or else.
"Yes Mother." I whispered, trembling. Satisfied, she gathered up my brother, our prey, and bedding went into a hole before snow was swiftly kicked over it, and set off a a brisk trot through the trees of the park. I ran after, thinking we were moving dens again, as we did ever moon or so. Without turning around, "Stay, you." Mother snapped. I stopped, confused. Did I need to carry something? I looked around, finding nothing. Knowing that I started following them again, she halted with a gusty sigh. After quickly talking with Perfect, Mother finally came over to me, alone.
At first I didn't completely register what she was saying, gazing at her with fear clouding my gaze. This isn't real... I thought hollowly, eyes wide and wet with more unshed tears. But it was. My family left me alone in the falling snow, there under the old maple tree. I was only two moons old. Mother promised she would return for me, and at the time I didn't notice the lie flickering in her deceptively beautiful eyes. I waited for days on end, starving, never sleeping, waiting for them to return as mother promised. But she never came back. It wasn't my fault... not my fault that I looked my father.
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