Waking Up {i}
Sounds... they drifted through the doorway. Cries? What was it? She had to go see. Something was there to pull her along... what was it? She didn't really know, but at that moment, it didn't matter. She got up and looked around. The air felt...scared. That wasn't right. She left her room, eyes almost aglow with curiosity.
"Mother? Father?" She spoke, knowing they would be up. That was when a man she did not know walked up. He was an official, very tall and strong looking. He said something to her that she wasn't paying attention to. "I want my mother and father." She spoke again, frowning at the man. He sighed, shook his head, and called out to the others that were apparently there. One came in, picked her up, and walked out with her. He was saying how she'd be fine, how her parents wouldn't hurt her again. That wasn't right. They'd never hurt her.
They were out there, being taken away from the home. "Mother! Father!" She cried, thrashing around and trying to get away from the man that held her. He just frowned and held her tighter. "Let me go! I want my mummy!" But soon, they were far enough away that she couldn't seen the house any more. She cried, long and sad. Why had they taken her away? Why was this happening?
She was left alone when they went to get her the treats she requested, once she'd calmed down. Her eyes, once warm and happy, now stared out the window at the empty looking sky.
"It's alright little one."
What was that? She looked around, but saw nothing at that immediate moment. "Wh-who said that?" She whimpered.
"I did. And I am anything you wish for me to be."
Cool and female voice...what in the world was it? Where was it? Wait- There! A dark, swirling splotch. Large ears, no a long tail? What was it?
"I am a companion, and one that will never leave you." It seemed to shift as it spoke, sleek pelt and strong eyes. A Panther? No.. It lost it's shape again and continued to float in the bleak stormy cloud that it seemed to call it's home at that moment.
"Never leave..." She thought of her parents. It seemed too good to be true. She looked to the swirling mass, then toward her home. “What…what do I do?” She asked. It took a moment, but the mass moved and slid off toward the home.
“I know what you want to do.” It stopped a ways away. “I cannot tell you if it is intelligent, but I can tell you to follow your heart.” With that said, it seemed to shift a bit, take on fur and ears and a tail, but none from the same creature. Confusion? It was a wonder such a thing would hold like that.
“Then I shall.” She was always taught that she should never make the mistakes of others, only those of her own. At this, she noticed something. The swirling mass of dark color shifted a moment, only to return the next. Had that been a cat of some kind? She did not stay to clarify and set off, heading back toward the home from which she had been taken.
