Prologe
Moonlight cast over the small clearing in the forest and illuminated the limp body of the silver she-cat in the clearing. A grey cat with darker speckles sat at her side, tears threatening to flow from his icy eyes.
"Please Stormy! Please get up!" The speckled cat cried like a kit did for his mother or, in this case, his sister.
"My time--" she stopped to let out a body rattling cough, "is done now, Fleck..." Fleck shook his head. "No, no, please! Please don't leave me alone! Please.."
Stormy sighed. "I love you, Speck... I will be waiting for you, with moth.." And then she shut her eyes, and her body was left without the gentle rise and fall of breathing.
"No no no! Please! Come back!" Stormy's pelt was darkening in spots as Fleck's tears fell upon his sisters pelt. He buried his face into her silvery fur and sobbed as the heat left Stormy's body.
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