Where was she? She didn't quite know. All that Mistflight could see, was something that seemed to resemble either mist or fog. Either way, it made it difficult to see what was in front of her. Considering that she was surrounded by it. However, there was something about the eerie silence, that put her on edge. The pale grey and white ticked tabby nervously glanced at her surroundings. Not quite sure on which way to go, before cautiously taking one step forwards. Only to nearly jump out of her skin, when she felt her paw touch something that was ice cold. But it wasn't the cold that had scared her, it was the realization of what she was currently standing on. Ice, she was standing on ice.
By now, the 'mist' seemed to have cleared up a little, allowing her to see what was in front of her. But what she saw, didn't make her situation any better. Miles of it. Miles of endless ice. With no solid ground in sight. Flattening her ears, Mistflight took another cautious step forwards. The cracking and groaning that sounded beneath her, filled her entire body with fear. But the ice did not break, it did not send her down into what might be below it. Yet, she wasn't going to risk it. With every step she took, the more confident she became. However, the constant noises beneath her, reminded her to take it slowly.
Just as she was about to take another step forwards, movement caught her eye. Causing her to quickly look in the direction it had come from. Only to see that there was nothing there." Hello? Is someone there?", she called out. Only for her voice to eerily bounce back to her. As if she was in a cave. Again, there was movement. Except there was more than one. They were like shadows, moving through the 'mist'. Their eyes glowing white. From what she could gather, whenever one shadow paused, they were cats or at least looked like cats. Yet, something about them felt off. As if they weren't here to help her. As if they were something sinister. Like a pack of wolves, that were hungrily stalking their prey.
" Run, their coming....."
A voice whispered, in warning. Causing the she-cat to jump, and glance around. But there was no one there, except for the shadows that continued to circle her. Now, she was becoming nervous. Who was coming?." Hello? Who? Who is coming?", she asked. Only for her voice to echo back. By now, the shadows were closing in, and the ice no longer seemed to be stable. As small cracks began to form under her paws. Not wishing to stay where she was, she then moved forwards. No longer walking, but now running. The cracks becoming larger, as the shadows chased after her. As she ran, something cried out to her. Upon glancing upwards, she noticed a pure white bird.
A dove?, she thought. Involuntarily ducking her head, when the bird flew down to her. Its small talons digging into her scruff, and tugging her to the side. As if trying to guide her. Mistflight blinked, and only hesitated for a second. Before changing direction, and following after the bird. Her paws now running across very thin ice, as parts began to break off behind her. In the distance, she saw something that made her release a sigh of relief. For in front of her, there was the first sight of land. However, while the mist that had once surrounded her, was not as thick as it was before, she could still sense the shadows behind her. As if the gaps that separated them were nothing.
Flattening her ears, she urged her legs to move faster. Her hope beginning to grow, the closer she got to land. Which soon turned into both relief and joy, as she ran across the last stretch of ice. However, it did not last, for as she grew closer to her destination, the ice beneath her broke. Sending her falling into the dark depths below. The last thing she remembered hearing, before she woke up. Was that voice from earlier, and the cry of the dove.
" Their coming......"
By now, the 'mist' seemed to have cleared up a little, allowing her to see what was in front of her. But what she saw, didn't make her situation any better. Miles of it. Miles of endless ice. With no solid ground in sight. Flattening her ears, Mistflight took another cautious step forwards. The cracking and groaning that sounded beneath her, filled her entire body with fear. But the ice did not break, it did not send her down into what might be below it. Yet, she wasn't going to risk it. With every step she took, the more confident she became. However, the constant noises beneath her, reminded her to take it slowly.
Just as she was about to take another step forwards, movement caught her eye. Causing her to quickly look in the direction it had come from. Only to see that there was nothing there." Hello? Is someone there?", she called out. Only for her voice to eerily bounce back to her. As if she was in a cave. Again, there was movement. Except there was more than one. They were like shadows, moving through the 'mist'. Their eyes glowing white. From what she could gather, whenever one shadow paused, they were cats or at least looked like cats. Yet, something about them felt off. As if they weren't here to help her. As if they were something sinister. Like a pack of wolves, that were hungrily stalking their prey.
" Run, their coming....."
A voice whispered, in warning. Causing the she-cat to jump, and glance around. But there was no one there, except for the shadows that continued to circle her. Now, she was becoming nervous. Who was coming?." Hello? Who? Who is coming?", she asked. Only for her voice to echo back. By now, the shadows were closing in, and the ice no longer seemed to be stable. As small cracks began to form under her paws. Not wishing to stay where she was, she then moved forwards. No longer walking, but now running. The cracks becoming larger, as the shadows chased after her. As she ran, something cried out to her. Upon glancing upwards, she noticed a pure white bird.
A dove?, she thought. Involuntarily ducking her head, when the bird flew down to her. Its small talons digging into her scruff, and tugging her to the side. As if trying to guide her. Mistflight blinked, and only hesitated for a second. Before changing direction, and following after the bird. Her paws now running across very thin ice, as parts began to break off behind her. In the distance, she saw something that made her release a sigh of relief. For in front of her, there was the first sight of land. However, while the mist that had once surrounded her, was not as thick as it was before, she could still sense the shadows behind her. As if the gaps that separated them were nothing.
Flattening her ears, she urged her legs to move faster. Her hope beginning to grow, the closer she got to land. Which soon turned into both relief and joy, as she ran across the last stretch of ice. However, it did not last, for as she grew closer to her destination, the ice beneath her broke. Sending her falling into the dark depths below. The last thing she remembered hearing, before she woke up. Was that voice from earlier, and the cry of the dove.
" Their coming......"