Wintergreen

1 ❁ Wintergreen= I've been through a lot in my life. First, it's prejudice. As by some unknown factor, everybody here dislikes me. Maybe it is because my mother died before the age of my memory and my father died later.

Maybe it's because they don't like the way I look. I'm a dark furred cat with white stripe. They've never seen any cat like me. Neither have I.

The only way I can find a way to live is to believe.

You see, seasons upon seasons ago it was believed that there was an Orphic Flower when you needed it most, when your worries and struggles outpaced your happiness. They say that the Orphic Flower finds you, with it's red petals blooming towards you, giving you instant hope. I'd been looking for it all along, defying these rules. But a rogue is a rogue, and happiness and hope is something that is rarely found in a rogue cat's soul.

My name is Wintergreen, and I'm looking for the Orphic Flower. I'm looking for hope.

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The sunlight filtered through the trees, giving the forest floor beautiful dappled markings but giving me a not-so-beautiful sleep. The sunlight kept me awake, like a bug you can't quite swat away.

I climbed out from under the undergrowth I'd bedded down in and set about to grooming myself.

The number one rule of being a rogue: the longer you wait, the more likely you'll die on that very same spot.

I forgot to a safe area to groom and, unintentionally, tidied up my fur in the open.

I'd gotten to my last paw before something had me pinned by the neck.

At least that was an accomplishment. Last time I'd only done three.

"Get out!" A large, powerful black-and-white tom bared his teeth. "Before I make you."

The second rule of being a rogue: never show your weaknesses, even if you have no choice.

"Who's gonna make me?" I hissed back, trying not to notice the size difference between us.

He let me go; I slumped to the ground. Then, just as quickly, he swiped his paw, claws unsheathed, across my face.

"That'll teach you," he growled, then spun and stalked away.

Right. Time to get out of here.

I try so hard to please them, but they just never seem to understand. It's as if
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