Missy yawned as she headed into bed, she laid down and slightly looked at her brother peacefully sleeping...she felt at peace, safe and felt like she didn't need to run or hide.

Where the fuck was she. She was in a desert. Purple desert. Weird.

"Hello?!"

She looked around and felt scared. She felt the opposite of what she felt earlier, where was she?! She felt scared, unsafe and felt like she needed to run from someone, she didn't know what. But she needed to. So she did, she ran and ran until she couldn't run anymore, she fell to the ground, letting herself sink into the sand, she felt it in her pelt as she panted. "This is the end for me." "Goodbye Mom, Alex, Wilded Ginger. I wish I got to know you more Wilded Ginger....you seemed so nice." She closed her eyes, letting the cold death welcome her.

She felt a warm presence. She blinked her eyes open and looked at where she felt it. She hissed as she quickly scrambled to her paws. "Who are you?!" A spirit stared at her. The spirit was fully black with yellow eyes and had a lantern. It greeted her with a nodded and started walking somewhere. "H-Hey! Don't just walk away from me! Tell me where am I?" The spirit stopped in it's tracks and stared at her. It's ear twitched as it's eyes widen and quickly goes under Missy and now she's on it's back. "Woah! Hey! Put me down!" The spirit launches off. It was scared. Something was chasing her and the spirit. She looked back and saw a giant snake.

"Holy shit!" The spirit did not take her reaction well and ran faster. And faster. And faster. Until it ran into a forest and slowed down and looked back. The snake was gone. The spirit put her down and then the lantern.

"I am Cheetah. A wild cat. Like your father and yourself." Missy's eyes widen. "Woah.." "We were in the Wishful Desert. Who ever goes in there, can either go to paradise. Or die." Missy felt safer. "Hey wait!" Cheetah grabbed it's lantern once more. "This forest! I went here today! And met Wilded Ginger!" Cheetah nodded and walked, and flicked it's tail as she stopped and looked at Missy, waiting for her to follow. Missy quickly nodded and swiftly followed up next to Cheetah. It walked in silence.

"So...what's the forest called?" Cheetah didn't respond. It had a lantern in it's mouth. It continued and walked into a camp. There was stones in the ground with tunnels to inside them. Missy was filled with awe. It looked so pretty in the dark. Cheetah walked into one of the caves and Missy followed. An old cat had been weezing and looked at Cheetah. "Is it my time?" Cheetah nodded. "Oh...you young dear." The old cat looked over at Missy. "Me?" "Yes."

"Tell my family I love them ever so dearly."

"Who is your family?"

"My daughter and son-in-law are dead. So are my parents. But my grandchild is alive. Her name is Gilded Ginger." Missy's eyes widened and softened, "Of course. I'll tell xem. They deserve to know." She started seeing the resemblance now, only slightly. Cheetah turns itself to Missy. Missy turns her head to Cheetah. It closes it's eyes and puts it's nose on Missy's forehead. Missy also closes her eyes. She feels the cold touch of Cheetah's nose. It gives her a shiver through her.

She blinks her eyes open. It was just a dream. A really weird dream.