Break Out

''Note: I was given permission to use any of the fursonas/characters in this series. ''

Bright sunlight made the black of the she-cat's closed eyes go red. She opened her eyes slowly, catching the scent of another cat.

"You've awaken," A gentle voice mewed. The black she-cat looked up to see a brown tabby-and-white she-cat. She had a scar over one eye, and her icy blue-green eyes looked calm.

"W-who are you?" The she-cat asked.

"I'm Avalanchestrike." The she-cat seemed to guide herself with sniffing, and put a small paw on Darkstream's black fur. "Are you ok?"

"Fine," The black she-cat meowed, sitting up slowly. "Where am I? What is this place?"

"You're in LightClan camp." A new voice answered. A tom was sitting near Avalanchestrike. He was a gray and white tabby tom, with piercing gray-blue eyes.

The she-cat looked up. It was night, and snow crunched under her paws as she sat up.

The moon was bright, and the dark den was tinted with white moonlight. ''No wonder it's called LightClan. ''

"Say, do you remember anythng that had happened to you?" The gray and white tabby tom asked.

The she-cat tried to remember. "Uh.." She flicked her tail. "I was cared for by housefolk, then... I was put in a little cage on a... I don't even know. Then I lived somewhere else far away. Then I started living by myself when I was cast out by the housefolk. I lived in a forest, but there was a storm. Lightninng, rain, thunder, all of the sort.

To be continued