❝We may not live in the past, but the past lives in us.❞ - Samuel Pisar Kiki was in an ordeal. When someone said 'Good night', they meant a long, restful sleep, meant to energize a cat. Not whatever this was. Split between the borders of Star Clan and the Shades. Surrounded by three cats he never knew but felt a connection to. Who were these cats? ‹ can - yon › a deep gorge, typically one with a river running through it The oldest looking cat, a faint brown and the one with the scar, smiled down at him. His mouth moved, but no sound came out. ‹ night - fall › the onset of night; dusk The taller, more sickly looking cat with lovely green leaves printed into their fur, glanced down at his companion, sharing a silent conversation. Kiwano tensed and tried to flee. Who were these cats?! Where was he? Was he dead? He wanted to run, to flee this nightmare. But his paws remained frozen to the ground. ‹ ghost › an apparition who is believed to appear to the living The monochromatic shade with the driftwood mask glared down at him with those cold grey eyes. Just like he would to some people. It stung him now. "You're straying too far, kit. The Dark Forest is not something you wish to go." The cat said in a low whisper, glaring down at him. This was overwhelming him. No, it was scaring him right to his core. He was scared. Confused. Panicking. In a land where he couldn't recognize anything, surrounded by cats he didn't even know. "W-wha-" Kiwa tried to speak but the brown cat silenced him with his paw. "Shush, and wake up." But he didn't. He saw a flash of the dark forest, of himself. Cold, dark, lonely. A cry for help, a spawn for evil.... ‹ kiwano › the horned melon or the African horned cucumber He was next and he knew it. He was next, to reside in the dead. But not among the strangely comforting cats. To the Dark Forest, where the murderers and tyrants of the clans now lived... And just like that, Kiwi found himself awake, panting and sweating. That was the worst nightmare ever. ◣FIN◥ ....Forgiving you is my gift to you. Moving on is my gift to myself....
Sloppy rushed art by me. Nightfallwish owned by me! Canyonclaw also owned by me. And guess who Ghostear was owned by? I wanted to get Kiki to meet the cats I previously roleplayed as, all of them dying before they had a significant family line. The tallest is Nifa, or Nightfallwish. He died of a Moss Clan illness event and mated Flurry Clan's former deputy Flightfur. I think Flight had a litter, but if it died out, I don't know/ The oldest and brown cat is Canyonclaw, my longest living cat with one single litter that died out, I guess. Never mated at all, but I really liked him. Until I killed him because of inactivity. The masked hooligan is Ghostear, like the COD soldier, hence the mask. He was my worst roleplayed cat, as I fell into a unmotivated time period. With school and all. He was from Urchin Clan and you can tell he wasn't trained at all. In fact, none of them trained. Both Nifa and Ghost have no exp at ALL while Cannie has 7 exp. That's like all. Kiwano has 13 exp so I'm feeling good for him. Kiwi's my best cat at best, with character arcs, actual training and whatnot. And he's already a warrior. Gee, time has passed.
