Troublesome Memories and Lost Secrets Chp. 8 "Crystal!" wailed a voice, it's mouth dry and cracked.
"Crystal!" repeated the voice, beginning to quiver with fear.
"CRYS-" it began before a whack silenced it. A wooden chair, in a beam of light, there, on the chair is some ropes, they carry the scent of cat. Then, dripping off the edge of the chair, slowly descending down to the cold stone floor, was a scarlet liquid, fresh blood.
Crystal was searching the washed streets of Eden, there was huge muddy puddles everywhere, and cats with wet pelts kept their ears pinned against their heads as they made their way to their destination, the rain still pounding down. Luckily, it was not storming, but the rain still poured on, clearly thinking that the earth needed more rain than sun. Crystal was scrutinizing for her lost sister.
"Where is she!" she spat in anger under her breath. She then wondered if she should try to find
The Thrill of SurpriseCrystal padded along beside the calm little stream beyond their yard. The soft green grass felt comforting on her paws. She continued to pad alongside the water, careful not of fall in. Even though the sun was up high in the sky, it was still getting colder out. Fall was gaining near. Fayna, Fury and her had been born in the Fall. She had always found herself loving this time of the year.
Crystal slowly sat down, sitting on a rock near the stream. She felt different, but she wasn't sure what it was. She watched the calm water flow down the stream. She let her thoughts take her away, ignoring the fact that paw steps were gaining behind her.
"What's up?" asked Fayna. Crystal turned, her thoughts gone now.
"Not a lot...just...thinking," replied Crystal turning back to the water.
"Are you feeling alright?" quizzed Fayna.
"What? Yeah," answered Crystal,