October 10, 2021 at 11:36 am #13258HollyParticipant
It was apparent that Greenleaf had come to a close and that Leaf-Fall was in full swing. A blanket of clouds covered the sky, and the sun was trying to peak out behind them. A cool breeze carried the scent of dry leaves as the wind blew them from the trees and scattered them amongst the forest floor.
Dainty black paws crunched the dead leaves beneath them. A frail looking she-cat made her way through the undergrowth; her once bright green eyes now looked dull and confused. Her usually sleek black fur was ruffled and it looked like she hadn’t groomed herself in moons. The she-cat looked defeated and lost- a shell of her past self.
The ebony queen had lost her memory moons ago, and had been wandering aimlessly for some time now, looking for something- anything that might help her remember. She had recently come across another she-cat that smelled vaguely familiar. The opposing cat had left, and she was currently tracking her scent back to where she had come from. Suddenly, a new smell flooded her nostrils, and made her fur bristled. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. A memory flashed through her head. She saw herself standing on top of a large log with cats below her. Shaking her head, the memory faded. I must be going the right way! she thought, hope pulsing through her veins. I’ll follow this scent, maybe I can find the source.
As she walked, the scent became stronger and stronger. Finally, she came across a wall of rose bushes and a strangely familiar archway made of two trees. Was this the place she was looking for? The molly crouched down cautiously, and stalked towards what looked like the entrance of the place. The smell of cats overwhelmed her senses, and she prayed that they wouldn’t immediately attack her when she came into their view. As she walked through the archway, a clearing opened up in front of her, and she observed what appeared to be a home base of sorts for a group of cats. Her green gaze scanned the clearing; there were a few other felines talking and sharing prey. “H-Hello?” she rasped loudly, hoping they wouldn’t detect her fear scent.
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