Petaldance's Story (Part One)My name is Petal. My brother's name is Flare.
Our parents... They..Told us to 'run.' So we did. The other cats.. They were after them, they were angry.
They... We..We're all alone. It's something I never wanted.
I'm only three moons old.
I smile warmly at Flare, and he looks at me as if I'm weird, to be happy in this sort of chilly weather. The wind is buffering our fur. Snow litters the ground.. well, I think it's called snow -- that's what Mother called it.
Lush, green leaves surround us and I hear Flare's voice calm me down, but that's not the only thing I heard.
Paw-steps, crunching the wet, slush that we called ground. Flare hears it too -- I know because I see the way his eyes widen in his fear. "Awwe, being a baby I see," I tease him lightly, and it makes his fur fluff up even more, and that just makes me giggle. He's such a crybaby, I think, smiling.
But then the paw-steps sounds get louder and louder, and they're getting closer,