We lay together, curled face to face. At first we slept seperatly, me keeping to0 the shade of a giant pine tree in a bed of soft, green needles. He kept to a soft bed of thick moss. I slowly drifted to sleep and my mind clouded over until I was completely unaware of anything.
I felt something poke me, I opned my eyes and jumped and nearly yowled when I saw I was in the shed again. Something told me to walk forward, but as I did a giant black tom with claws around it's neck and blood dripping from it's jaws blocked my path. Then a fluffy gray cat with a white star on it's forehead tackled the black tom and blood dripped from the cealing, then in the middle of the two fighting cats I saw... me.
I woke up, my heart feeeling as if it was going to beat out of my chest and my breath was coming in ragged gasps. I calmed myself down and thought of what had happened... What did it mean? I wasn't sure, but it was only a dream... Right?
I got up and stretched before curling up in the same spot I had been in. The needles were scattered so apparently I moved alot during my nightmare. I layed there, watching the moon filter through the branches, covering this spot with eerie, beautiful moonlight. After I while I grew tired of waiting for sleep to come and the vivid memories of my dream lurking in the shadows of my mind. So I stood up and padded to the corner of the clearing we had stopped in. I stared at the moon, at the stars surrounding it, making me feel as small as an ant. I felt so exposed, so weak... so valnurable.
I had always loved the stars and sky, ever since I was a little kit. I would constantly gaze at the sky, attempting to count the bright specks that littered the sky, but I would always loose count in only a second or maybe two. I sighed, my breath fogging the air in front of me.
A quiet meow made me jump. I spun around and saw Bone standing before me. Apparently I had woken him up and I immediatly felt guilty. He glanced at me and then at the sky and understood what I had been doing. He sat beside me and we both gazed at the sky until both of our pelts were fluffed against the cold.
I mewed and rubbed his side with mine and walked back to his bed of moss. He followed and we laid down together my head buried in his fur and his head buried in mine.
Together we fought the cold.
