Obsidian sat outside during the night, staring at the moon. She had not been able to fall asleep because of her many thoughts, so she decided to guard the other cats. Suddenly, she heard some rustling from the bushes behind her.
Obsidian sniffed the air to see if she could pick up a scent trail. Nothing. No scent. Not even their own.
What is happening? Obsidian asked herself.
She tried again. Nothing still. The rustling continued still. Must be a rodent or something. Maybe a bird.
Suddenly, she felt a whole bunch of weight on her back. Obsidian was being attacked. She tried to twist out of her attacker's grip. But he or she was firmly pinning her down. She decided to blow the attacker off using her powers, she felt the weight slowly come off her. Weird. Usually blowing them off works instantly.
The attacking cat got up and charged forward again. As Obsidian was preparing to blow them back again, she was struck by a power of some sort. It made Obsidian fall to the ground and not be able to get up. The attacker was approaching her slowly to make the final move.
“This is what you and your friends get, for not joining me.” The cat hissed in an icy tone.
Through her now blurry vision, Obsidian could make out the cat’s dull green eyes gleaming with malice. She could also make out a purple fire outlining him despite being translucent this time.
Suddenly, bright orange fire struck Obsidian’s attacker, Darkness. And he disappeared.
“Obsidian, are you okay!” Sherbert shouted a few feet away from her.
“Obviously not.” Obsidian mumbled.
“Snow, get out here! Obsidian was attacked and is hurt!” Sherbert shouted.
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Obsidian woke up to see Sherbert sitting beside her, looking at her with a worried expression.
“You’re up! I was worried sick. If I had not rescued you when I did you would have been killed!” Sherbert shouted with worry hinted in his voice. “Are you okay?”
“I guess.” Obsidian mumbled. “I just have a little ache in my front legs.”
“You were unconscious for a day! Snow thought you were in a c-coma!” Sherbert replied, voice cracking.
“I never heard you stutter before, mister I am so brave.” Obsidian responded, amused. Something about it made her heart flutter a bit.
“Listen, Obsidian. You might want to know the real reason I follow you around everywhere.” Sherbert claimed.
“Of course I do. I wanted to know a few days ago.” Obsidian replied.
“Okay.” Sherbert responded. “This is why. Obsidian, from the moment I saw you, I knew we would be prominent in each other’s lives. Something about you just made my heart feel complete.”
Obsidian felt what was coming next.
“... Listen, I like you, Obsidian. I feel it is more than friendship, I do. But I cannot quite place it. I feel sad when I cannot be with you. I felt mad when you were attacked. I cannot place it. I cannot.” Sherbert continued.
Obsidian felt a memory come back to her.
Suddenly, Marshmallow appeared in front of her again. She was transparent this time, but not very.
“Why are you here this time?” Obsidian asked.
“I have another warning for you.” Marshmallow replied.
“What?” Obsidian asked in a whisper.
“Beware of the orange cat, for he has more intentions than helping you.” Marshmallow replied in a wise voice.
Sherbert was the orange cat. He did want to help Obsidian. But he also was in love with her. Who knows what other intentions he has.
Obsidian felt herself stand up. Pain flared through her, but she ignored it. Her legs carried her into the forest, everything was happening in slow motion. She felt herself collapse into the ground, she could hear Sherbert and Snow calling out to her to make sure she was okay. She could not respond, she was lost in her thoughts.
What is wrong with love? Why should I beware of Sherbert if he does not want to harm me? What was I thinking? What was Marshmallow thinking? She is just a dumb ghost anyway. Who cares?
Obsidian felt Sherbert and Snow carrying her back to the tree hollow. They set her down and Snow looked at Obsidian’s legs.
“She just needs to stretch a bit so she can walk again.” Snow told Sherbert. “She should be fine. Why was she running anyway?”
“I don’t know!” Sherbert yelled at Snow.
“Oh.” Snow replied.
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