Disclaimer: Ok, you all know I don't own the Enchanted Forest Chronicles characters, so I'm going to stop doing these disclaimers!!!
5 Years Later.
Morwen watched as the soldiers stormed into their city, and ran to home. "Mother!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Her mother came running, packs in her arms.
"Are they-" She began.
Morwen nodded. Her mother, Aria, wasted no time. She grabbed the bread she had been making, and another pack that held food and water. She handed a pack to Morwen, and they dashed out. Morwen's father was at the blacksmith's, so they dashed over there and got him. He saw the packs, and shouldered his before running with them to the back gates.
There were guards, but they let Morwen's family out. Morwen glanced back, and hoped that Telemain and the others had gotten out…
That night, they camped just outside of the neighboring city, Greendale. Morwen thought wistfully of her warm bed and soft pillow in the city. She knew that by now it was probably cinders within the other cinders of their city.
The war with their neighboring country, Gridin, had been going on forever it seemed. They had planned for leaving the city ever since they had begun to lose. There was always a chance that they would win, but they weren't staying in the city to find out. She saw her parents, together on the other mat they had brought. Their every breath caused a mist to form. She felt like she'd never fall asleep, but weariness overcame cold…
Morwen woke with a slight shiver. Her parents were awake already, and cooking breakfast. Her mother smiled warmly at her, before returning to her cooking.
Morwen smelled eggs and bread. "Good morning, mother, father." Morwen said, shaking off the urge to go back to sleep.
"Happy birthday, Morwen." Her mother said.
She was shocked to realize she had forgotten. It was her fifteenth birthday, the day she became an official woman. Her father beamed at her. "I have a present for you." He said in an excited tone.
He took a small cage out of the tent they had made, and handed it to Morwen. She opened the tiny latch, and a bundle of fur tumbled into her lap. It's crystal blue eyes blinked at her shyly. She almost jumped when it meowed, and she understood what it said. "My name is Trina." The kitten said.
Trina was all white, except a tiny black star on her left forepaw. "Thank you, father and mother." She said, startled at the fact that this little kitten was speaking to her…