Moonlight dappled the rocky slopes, a strangely eerie atmosphere to the cliffs and stone overhangs.
Firestar shivered. No matter how many times he visited this place, it always made him feel like he was being watched by hostile eyes. It wasn't a particularly pleasant area of the skies, but it was still inhabited by spirits.
The ground shuddered, and a loud crash echoed through the valleys and peaks.
"Another avalanche..." Firestar muttered. The random fall of stones and boulders weren't very dangerous, as long as you were welcome.
He turned back to gaze a specific sandstone platform, the pools of water that surrounded it perfect reflections of the living night sky.
His ears twitched, waiting for a sign of movement. Perhaps Star wouldn't come. Maybe she was tending to another spirit. He had already been waiting for over one full sunrise, a very long time by his standards.
He hoped she wouldn't appear. Despite her kind voice and welcoming personality, something about her always perplexed Firestar. She was hiding something, yet, she gave every bit of knowledge she had to any cat that asked. How could something be hidden?
Her words were paradoxes within themselves, and her questions were almost always unanswerable. She seemed to want to keep everything to herself, while at the same time still giving away everything.
It made him uncomfortable to speak to her, he felt he was unworthy somehow, but she claimed all cats were welcome in her presence, even the cats of the Dark Forest. She saw good and bad in every cat, and didn't even bother to help anyone unless asked.
His tail twitched nervously. He'd come back later. She must be busy, he didn't want to bother her.
Firestar glanced longingly over his shoulder. However much he wanted to leave, he knew he couldn't.
"You may leave if you wish, you know."
Firestar jumped, nearly yowling in surprise. The voice was a thousand different strung together loosely, except it sounded like only a single female voice was speaking.
He felt the ground tremble, the pebbles by his ginger paws dancing back and forth.
He spun around, searching for the source of the voice.
The clearing was still empty, the scraggly pines nearby still waving in the strong breeze.
The sky was a creamy orange, the clouds like roaring flames in the sky.
An earsplitting caterwaul boomed across the cliffs, shaking everything, including Firestar himself, in it's powerful wake.
His ears rang, the yowl still repeating itself in his mind. His paws began to run without him telling them to, and they flew across the mossy boulders and brown rocks without effort.
The trees became green smudges on his field of vision, he no longer felt the painful pounding of his paw pads against the rocks.
Everything faded, a blinding white glow replacing the scenery, all colors of the rainbow filling his eyes.
"Going somewhere?" a young voice said teasingly, quiet and soft, but more intimidating than a giant adder.
"Where are you going?" a gentle meow.
"Come back!" a desperate screech.
"Have fun..." a frightening tease.
"I'll miss you..." a saddening whisper.
Firestar tried to stop, but his paws continued to race across the very fabric of space and time itself.
A shimmering figure, it's eyes perfect tiny moons, and it's fur a glimmering white.
Firestar froze mentally. He was still running, but his mind had stopped working, his eyes had become green orbs of nothingness.
The figure became a breathing animal. It was a cat, but with the muscular build of a mountain lion and the agile legs of a leopard.
It's jaw opened, revealing rows of sharp fangs, and a voice rolled out into the world like a silk blanket would onto the ground. It felt soft as down feathers to his ears, and soothing as a cool greenleaf breeze to his racing mind and heart.
"Welcome, Firestar. I expect you have a question for me?"
I'm not even sure anymore. I just had a strange dream about Star and Firestar, so this was written.