Chapter 1- Mist
Night lay across the world, as Mist where hares hide stared off into the darkness over the mountains. The rocks were still unfamiliar, clawing at her paws as she passed all the sleeping cats. Her tribe, the Tribe of Golden Sunsets, were all silent.
She slipped through the empty entrance to the cave, breathing in the cold air of the sunrise. River where cats drink stepped out and sat beside Mist, her fur ruffled with feathers and moss.
“So, how was the night guard?” River asked, sounding extra bubbly and unlike her normal self.
“Different” Mist replied, her fur began bristling, as if something was watching their every move and listening to their every word.
River noticed and stood up, her shoulders strong and ears pricked. Her eyes closed slightly as she peered into the distance. A shadow passed, so quick it was hard to see whether it was a cat or not. Mist stood and took a few paces forwa