twelve years earlier </b>
Turtle walked blindly in the ravine. It took his eyes a while to adjust, but they eventually came to. “What made you go out by yourself?”
turtle whipped around. He shook his head.
“Are you running from… them?” The cat was a dark grey Tom with a missing eye.
“Its okay… I wouldn't want to talk either… but I can see you're in pain.” Turtle hung his head.
“You're probably hungry….” the grey cat mowed, and flung over a mouse. Turtle looked up,
and gave a grateful look to the cat. He scarfed down the mouse quickly.
“I'm Somber…” Turtle gave him a confused look.
“Yeah I know. I'm not from around here… but I'm just trying to get north to escape this warzone. Is that what you're going too?” Turtlefoot looked up with shocked eyes, which quickly turned to pleading ones, which them turned into grateful eyes.
Twelve years later </b>