She awoke in darkness. A softness tickled her pelt, she slipped, tumbling off onto a solid surface, making her sneeze. She heard a soft laughing before bumping into a small warm figure. She leaped at it, feeling embarrassed and brave. “oof!” wept the figure. “h-hello?” she asked into the blackness. She heard a soft murmur of acknowledgement, yet she did not hear it correctly. She dropped to the hard earth, rolling into the dust and fell asleep.
She woke to see a red hurt in her eyes. She looked around. She could see! The light went dead and she saw a dark place with long brown sticks curling and thickening around her. There was no puff of green at the top. They were simply enormous deadened trees eating her up. They squeezed her tight until she was saved and put into a misty blackness. A coughing, suffocating, dizzying blackness.
Into reality again she arose with no sight of things, she felt safe here. But she wanted to see, she pulled and pawed at her eyelids and finally they came open. It was so bright and colorful, not a strand of fog loomed or a single winding tree was around. She looked over her shoulder to see a dark gray tabby with darker stripes, stumbling around her. His eyes were a gleaming bright blue. He tried to smile, she returned the favor. She looked at her mother. But she gasped instead of smiling. She looked amazed. “Juniperleaf!” she called, a cat a bit smaller then her with pools of beautiful green eyes and a long waving tail, entered the den. As soon as she looked at the kit she gasped as well, astonished. She was staring deep into her eyes. She did not know what Juniperleaf thought of her, but it could be trouble.