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Late one night on a cold leaf-bare day, three cats made their way through the forest.
Leading the way was a skinny, wiry black she-cat with the brightest green eyes you'll ever see.
Behind her was a much bigger, brown and black mottled tom with eyes so dark they looked black.
And finally, stumbling after the two was a young kitten. She was a pale tortoiseshell, with gray, white and sandy fur, with sad, dull green eyes. She was shaking with cold, and was struggling to keep up with the older felines, who didn't seem bothered in the slightest.
"Wh-where are we going..?" She whispered shakily, squeaking quietly when she nearly toppled over.
"You'll find out soon enough. Now hurry up! We don't have all night!" The mottled tom snapped, pausing to glare at the poor kitten.
Flinching, she did as she was told and picked up the pace, stumbling every now and then through the snow but never once complaining.
The trio continued through the forest for quite some time, until finally the wiry she-cat stopped, turning to the mottled tom and tortoiseshell she-kit.
"We're here." The tortoiseshell looked around in confusion, not understanding why they were here. The mottled tom nodded to the wiry she-cat, before meowing to the little kitten.
"You will stay here, got it? Don't even think about following us, or there will be consequences." The kitten shivered, nodding weakly as the two older felines turned and padded away, back the way they came and leaving her to either freeze, or be eaten by one of the predators of the forest.
Later that night, just before sunrise, the poor kitten heard voices around her.
".. Is it dead?" "No, it's still breathing." "The poor thing! Look at her, she must of been here for hours! She's lucky a fox didn't come along for a snack!" The tortoiseshell slowly opened one dull green eye, looking up at the blurred outlines of four felines.
Noticing she was awake, a short-furred gray tabby tom hushed the other cats.
"Quiet! She's awake. Let's get her back to camp, or she really will freeze to death." Said kitten felt herself be lifted into the air, shivering as she heard ice crunching beneath the paws of the tabby carrying her. Closing her eyes, the tortoiseshell drifted of to sleep, unable to keep her eyes open any longer.
When the kitten next opened her eyes, she found herself curled up against a cream she-cat with white socks, and two much younger kits curled up next to her. She looked around in confusion, to find them sheltered from the cold by stone. It was surprisingly warm, and she felt somewhat comforted by this.
"Finally awake, I see." Came a dreamy voice from behind her, causing her to jump. Behind her, sitting near the creamy she-cat's tail, was a silvery kit with clear violet eyes and a soft expression on her face.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. But I was told I should tell Aruni when you woke up, so if you will excuse me.." The violet-eyed kit simply padded past the tortoiseshell, and out through a hole in the wall leading to a tunnel.
Shortly after, the violet-eyed kit padded back in with the short-furred tabby from before. The tabby looked down at the tortoiseshell.
"Greetings, little one. I am Aruni, leader of the Cave Tribe. This," He gestured to the violet-eyed she-kit, "Is Sen. Who might you be?"
"M-My name is Chimera.." Aruni nodded, smiling gently as he noticed the tortoiseshell's discomfort.
"Alright, Chimera. What were you doing on our borders last night, half-dead from the cold?" Chimera flinched, looking away, silently refusing to tell him, causing him to sigh.
"Alright, I will not force you to tell me. However, I have one more question for you. Do you wish to join my Tribe? Don't worry, I'll give you all the time you need to make up your mind. I'm sure Sen will be kind enough to show you around the tunnels and introduce you to the rest of the tribe. Farewell, Chimera." With that, the tabby left.
There was a moment of silence, until Sen murmured.
"Come on, Chimera. I'll show you around camp. This, is the nursery." She explained briefly, before padding out, beckoning for the tortoiseshell to follow. Every now and then they would stop in the tunnel as Sen explained what the purpose of each cave was.
".. And this is the main camp. It is closest to the entrance, so it's colder then everywhere else, but we hold meetings here and pile here prey over right in the middle." Chimera looked around in awe, watching as a small group of cats slipped through a jagged hole in the walls leading outside, one of the younger ones laughing while the cat beside him shook with silent laughter, carrying a scrawny rabbit, snow covering their pelts.