Small houses cut the forests edge with sharp pointed fences and huge buildings that leveled with the trees. The homes were built out of soft smooth wood but strong and sturdy next to the house of the plain rusty red bricks. The sky was a milky color staining the black sky. The sun was making its way down disappearing into the horizon with the long rays of light spreading and reaching for the east. Stars formed into the pale sky, glittering it with bright flickering lights.
A pair of unusual blazing and pulsing violet eyes gleamed out of the undergrowth of a humans front yard. It's jet black form hidden within the shadows of the bush. It stared into the sky as if watching, waiting for something to reveal its self.
A darker shadow appeared from a fence a couple yards away with glowing green eyes. It leaped from the fence to land in front of the bush. The violet eyes blinked for the first time taking in the new comer.
He was a Tom with a tense muscles running through his body. He had a pale human skinned scar running from the top of his left eyes to the bottom, parting the fur. He stuck a paw forward and bowed as if respecting one of high authority.
"Speak." The violet eyes owner commanded has the cat emerged from the bush. It was a female, with silk like black fur the softly ripped over her fur with each movement. A scar of her own has zig zagged down her left shoulder also parting her prefect pelt of coal like fur.
The Tom regained a sitting position before speaking and taking it as a sigh the female also sat her head high. We tail twitched as he started.
" A Tom and female have wander across the border, but they don't seemed to be from Rat's group." The name came out a hiss and the female couldn't help but cringed at the name.
Unlike most housing areas cats don't get along and your either the left side of town or right. The right side was control by the female and the other by the left was control by Rat. A mean and cruel commander who let the old and young suffer. He had more of the male youth aged cats will she toke care of the loners passing through and the old and young that were treat cruelly by Rat. His was like a safe haven for those cat who didn't want war.
"Stray?" The Tom asked. That was her name. Stray. Given when she was sent on her own to defend with her brother Shadow and survive without learning anything from her mother. She was far off that path and could never return to her mother because she never felt the mothers loving touch.
Clearing her mind, Stray cleared her throat and puffed out her chest against the cold. "Very we'll let's meet these new comers."
